A poem about the time a single line by Roger McGough helped me change direction
Like the best lines it can be read in multiple ways. He failed to even hit the target, accidentally hit the bullseye….. take your pick.
Good poem. Did you really end up in a holding cell!?
Sure did.
The unaimed arrow never misses…
I'm going through severe physical pain at present ( which I won't bore you with further but it's a kind of rock bottom) while trying to set several endeavours in motion so Roger's immortal line resonates.
Like the best lines it can be read in multiple ways. He failed to even hit the target, accidentally hit the bullseye….. take your pick.
Good poem. Did you really end up in a holding cell!?
Sure did.
The unaimed arrow never misses…
I'm going through severe physical pain at present ( which I won't bore you with further but it's a kind of rock bottom) while trying to set several endeavours in motion so Roger's immortal line resonates.