The Ingredients Of Ink Poem by Ian Bowen
The Ingredients Of Ink
On a day such as this;
when the weather
makes my window panes sob;
their streaming tears,
a cancellation
of dry sandwiches
on a planned, meadow picnic.
I now need to look
for a pastime under
my wet, slate roof.
Search for a pen
and write with a mixture
of green copperas, blue galls,
logwood and sulphate of iron…
I think… I may write about
a day such as this.
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