I look back on my life,trying to find the splicebetween child and adult,and find iton a train ride home. I’m not long off the Oostende ferry,all set for a week in London;I have a poem half-done,balanced on my knees. From the open window, a sharp breezethreatens to blow it away;I tuck my notebook under my […]
Tag: Memory
Photographic Memory
You face the camera, Your eyes full of hopes and dreams, Lit up with a smile. Ration-book physique, Post-war agoraphobia – How could you be strong? All that remains is A tattered album full of Your monochrome smile.
writing in north norfolk 