Fellow travellers, how are you?
I've been snowed in today, which is surreal, given the date. But it's a strange old world we live in I suppose. Anyway, here's today's poem...I appear to have been channelling Sophie's Choice, despite never having seen the film. I think it's probably because Meryl Streep and I are sisters and we have a very close bond.
Nearly done now, day 37!
The Supercilious Technique
If you grip
your teeth like that
they won’t
thank you for it.
Those little
sheep
in the
pasture of your mouth
need to be
free to graze
when they
want to.
Leaving
something behind
was never
going to be easy.
But you pick
a favourite child
for a
reason.
Give it one
turn of your body,
swift and unyielding.
There will
be pain,
there always
is,
but when
your muscles begin to forget
you’ll
wonder what it was you were ever holding on to.
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