Yesterday I wrote about a book of poetry, and it got me thinking about how little of my work I have ever shared on here.
There are a variety of reasons why I don’t and they are all perfectly reasonable – and perfect excuses.
So I am going to share bits – snippets of poetry, a few lines of the books, maybe a phrase or two from the notebook even. It’s my way of overcoming the barriers I have put between me and you.
Firstly, here is a stanza from a poem I wrote called ‘March Garden’. It has been through a number of transformations but this is the most recent iteration!
The English summer blooms early this year,
And puffball clouds dance merrily.
The voices of neighbours climb over my fence
And sit on the patio with me.
This poem is about sitting and watching nature around me and is very jolly – most of my poetry isn’t so I am lulling you into a false sense of security!
Would you like to read more? Let me know in the comments!
Happy writing,
EJ
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