‘Passport?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Flight info?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Euros?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Underpants?’ The book glares at me. ‘What do you take me for?’ ‘It … More
Tag: Drafting Poems
The poem is cross with me
The poem is not happy. It glares up at me, its eyes spitting fury. ‘How dare you take me in … More
How’s the poetry going?
Sometimes people, including poets, ask me how my writing is going. The difference between a poet and a non-poet asking … More
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