Fourth Sunday in Advent
This was another good week.
Because it had rest in it.
Because I re-read Anne Lamott’s Plan-B. Sometimes you need a comfort read that unsettles you with its hope.
Because Millie might just be learning to come back when she has been off the lead.
Because of The Queen’s Gambit.
Because of Luke’s piece on democracy.
I finally discovered Prose Poetry UK (how has it taken me so long?).
Lawrence launched his new book online.
‘I have no talent. I’m not talking about the literary marketplace: I mean how I see myself. I write poems for myself, like these notebooks, to think things through, that’s all.’ Anna Kamienska, A Nest of Quiet.
And there is always time for another playlist:
Anthony Wilson 
Thank you for all your thoughtful and thought provoking posts this year. You are a true poet! (And some good music too). Sarah
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Thank you so much for saying this, Sarah. I am honoured that you are here, let alone saying such affirming things. It means more than I can say. Wishing you a peaceful Christmas, Anthony
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Ahh, The Queen’s Gambit.
I was hooked on that, too. Just could not watch that penultimate episode. How do you read Chloe?
In case you have not got that far… schtum.
Best wishes to yourself, and all.
Even more extra care, now.
It’ll be worth it.
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Very insightful post and loved reading your poems.
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