A large modern house with dormer windows protruding from an expansive roof, peering over tall brick walls designed to put off the nosy. A coughing, spluttering heavy goods vehicle hurtling towards me. A ‘For Sale’ sign attached to the front garden post of the ‘mansion’. A tightly wrinkledContinue reading “Fear”
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Imagining Myself to be a Poet
Imagining myself to be a poet Baby cradled in one arm I wait for a flash of inspiration Words seem to peel off my other arm In strips, skin curling upwards, Turning into crisps My toddler picks one up and eats it –Continue reading “Imagining Myself to be a Poet”
The Silly-Savvy Salopian in Suffolk: read, believe and write ... 