Tear here, it says. Just in the corner where two thin clear sheets almost, but not quite, seal together.
Or should I put it another way: what makes a poet successful?
Do you say ‘weep’ ever – except inside a poem?
The coincidences in the poems sent in to me during the December window ARE uncanny.
Forget horses. Today it is wasps and rats.
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