I remember my first 5th November: I was five, bundled up in coat, knitted gloves, scarf and hat, breathing smoke and stars, a fizzing sparkler in my hand, spellbound by the Catherine wheel spinning sparks on the garden fence – it cost Grandad sixpence. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille […]
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