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
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Past Beginning
A poem
Clouded by a play
A play
Shrouded with intimacy
Into love
Walk together
Into life
Stand apart
Into time
Never closer
Wednesday, 18 March 2026
Origin Of Species
I was quite determined
You also perhaps
Having given to me
Your telephone number
You also had shown determination
Going up to London to see an old flame
Yet you returned
To invite me onto the dance floor
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