Most days I would try to write a poem; it is a practice, as I suppose is meditation, or smiling, or watching the world go by
Tuesday, 6 November 2012
Windless
It is an encouraging light
Through all eleven windows
In the main it is quiet
Constructors at lunch
Factories wound down
Traffic stilled by time
It is easier without projections
Listen to the absent tick-tock
All of love, all of care
Gives a renewal of energies
Browse the poets & the artists
Who each strive to bring beauty
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