Sometimes, there’s an idea that just never gels satisfactorily into a poem and the only thing to do is forget it and move on.
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Tag: writing
a question of success
Fame, readership, sales, wealth… what constitutes success for a writer?
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life’s a charade
I just downloaded the photos I’d taken on my phone over the last few days and can’t help but think of the old Give us a Clue TV show.
Is it a song?
Run rabbit, run
flowers and thoughts
I’ve been staying with my mother over the weekend, which is why I was so late with the blog post yesterday, and again today. It’s not that there’s nothing to write, just that coffees, meals, washing up and word puzzles take up an awful lot of time if you let them.
My mother hasn’t been able to get out much recently, so when I went to the village shop for a paper, I took some photos to show her what was going on down the road. Here, then, are a few, mostly local, flower photos with some haphazard notes:
I thought it was April that was supposed to breed lilacs, but here May seems to be doing just that:
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time to focus
Yesterday, I posted the thousandth post on this blog. That means today’s post is number one thousand and one.
As soon as I thought of that number, I found I had the 1960s carpet cleaner jingle in my head:
That in turn reminded me of my time as an EFL teacher and the Spanish student, Diego, who came to class without his deberes. When I asked where his homework was, he replied: “In my carpet.”
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