
For GB
Our minds moved fast and at that point in sync.
When others were present,
We felt the pace and power diminish,
Until, a bit like lovers desperate to get to love-making
But disturbed by old friends dropping round,
We would try to bustle them out,
Steering them doorwards.
Regret
I can say that I never did guess
The nightmare that unfolded
And that too is part of the responsibility.
But the notion of responsibility
Indicates not a burden to discharge
But a burden that continues.
Regret can seem bound
To the past.
Responsibility has its present
And future tense.
I forgot to say that I’m appearing at an event at Foyles bookshop on Charing Cross Road on Sunday 12th at 4.45pm, a panel on ‘How to write non-fiction’. Hope someone can tell me …
Hi Joe. Is there any chance you could post the results of your talk here? I love your books and would love to hear more about how you write the way you do. If you know, that is...
ReplyDeleteThanks Ann. It wasn't really a talk - just a Q&A with three other authors. If I can put my thoughts in any coherent form I will post them on here one day ...
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