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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Tuesday 26 December 2023
She half-wakes ...
She half-wakes and cries,
curled on a cushion
on the next chair to mine.
(She likes to be near.)
I reach over, cradle
her tiny skull in my hand,
stroking gently. She sinks
back into peaceful sleep.
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