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Who says?

There was a key, a mirror and a razor blade.‎
There was a razor blade, a mirror, and a key.‎
This story happens in any order.‎

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Place wild flowers on my coffin

Place wild flowers on my coffin. Let them fade.
Read from such scriptures as you may find
on a page torn from some book I loved

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‘Let him be loved’

A new poem called Cure published today in the online magazine Ink Sweat & Tears. It begins ‘I asked the doctor what was wrong with me’.

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‘I was lonely in the huge bed’

There was a great big bed and I was floating around in it
I’m trying to convey to you that the bed was like a large lake.
I was on my own in a very wide bed wearing a babygro.‎

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‘Wear these blinkers’

The wind stands fair for France. Look,
here’s a troop ship, battle-grey.
filled with cattle: young bulls trained to charge.

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‘A kerfuffle on arrival’

I arrived at the station – train delayed an hour.
Stuff that. I bought my own, drove it myself,
got there early. A kerfuffle on arrival –
the Fat Controller spluttered about rights.
I bought the track.‎

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‘The earth, the sea and the human spirit …’

The city writes a city in its margins
And writes another city at its core.‎
The city writes the lives of other people –‎
Erases some, engraves some in its stone.‎