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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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Monday 18 December 2023

I get so absorbed ...

 

I get so 

absorbed in poeming

(Ken Smeaton first 

coined that word,

I think – though 

it doesn’t matter:

we’ve all gladly 

adopted it now) 

I almost forget 

to take medication,

get showered, even 

finish my coffee!

(My first-thing-

in-the-morning,

‘hot as hell,

black as sin,

strong as death’

flask of coffee.)




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