Linda Hepner (London)
Last thoughts for 2009
Before the fishing someone ought
to give the little fish a thought.
He is our ancestor, without
him we would all be pencilled out.
And sometimes we are fish, in fact
I've caught some judges in the act.
Linda Hepner's Other Poems
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- A Chopper Over My Heart
- A Hot Shower, Not
- A Hot Shower, Not, Rethought
- A Reply to Waltz by G.
- A Tale of Two Dominions
- A Terrible Splendor
- ADJUSTMENT, a poem for pregnancy #2
- Adjustment.... Acceptance....
- After the Boston Conference
- Air We Breathe
- Air, Water, Fire
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