Having been immersed in memoir writing for many months, I decided to write a small poem every day for a year to keep my poetic hand in. I've posted them to Instagram and facebook as written – where, to my amazement, people love them – but on this blog they are sometimes subject to later rewriting.
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Wednesday 22 November 2023
The chickens ...
The chickens are coming home
at last, to roost – in a good way.
Loose ends are getting tied up,
old stories being rounded out.
Folks die, get slotted into place,
some details only now revealed.
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