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Poetry

"I have a dark and dreadful secret. I write poetry." 

So begins Stephen Fry's The Ode Less Travelled, the book that got me thinking seriously about how to write good poetry. I'd recommend that book to anyone who wants to write poetry, but doesn't know where to start. It taught me a lot about technique, and form. It also emphasised that the best way to get good at poetry is simply to write it.

I think my lack of practise shows in these poems, but I've added them here because, for one reason or another, I want to share them. The world would be a better place, would it not, if we all shared more freely what we cared about, allowing ourselves to be a little vulnerable, in hopes of making a connection with another vulnerable human?

I hope you find something to connect with in these poems.

On the Eve of the Queerish Bookshop - 03/10/2023

A Living Villanelle - 17/10/2020

Current - 27/07/2020

The Martial Artist - 27/07/2020

Sonnet-19 - 27/07/2020

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