Poem: Tailoring
There were lots of poems that never made it but I can’t think about that.
Have to stay focussed on the ones that do – that arrive here now
most days, whether brand new and on the spot, or driven by some desire to
unpick nostalgia, and then – of course – embroider it anew. Cut cloth to suit.
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