I’m not much of a one for putting photo’s of me on the web, but I really like this one taken at Parole Parlate. I read No Snow, Poetry Stew and Pantoum: Trust and listened to many fab performances. We had a wonderful evening.
It sits in a white china cup on a plate with
A small silver spoon, it is
Brown and speckled, white and deepest yellow, lid off,
Awaiting a breakfast soldier. I hear the kettle boil and smell toast.
Polly Robinson © 2013