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Jacqui Thewless

Manchester, UK

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Manchester, UK

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... those moments when my lip-stick’s applied, hair’s brushed and scrunched and three scarves of different colours are hung from my neck and the big bright orange bag that crosses my chest lands on my hip...

I pause in the doorway,

stop leaving

and ask: what was I needing to buy, beside tomatoes?

The mind is blue, open.

The only cloud, ephemeral: the tang of a vine...

Jacqui Thewless

Thursday, October 8, 2015

Topic(s) of this poem: poetry

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On Thursday mornings, the Women's Institute have their Market day in Pembroke Town Hall, in West Wales where I live. I look forward to buying some of their home-grown vegetables, pickles, jams etc. But, more often than not, I miss it...because I'm too busy writing a poem.

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