Sonnet (Sunday)
pink prawns in a pot
words won’t come
it happens
(meaning it doesn’t
the voices from the garden across the road
(would you call a child "Armani"?)
tomato salad
garlic, onion and olive oil
summer lunch
this garden so full of flowers the names of which
I do not know
“a line you sometimes use
not to draw a likeness …
… but to find out what it is one sees”
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Today, boys and girls, we’re going to look at ‘Song of the Chinchilla’ by Lisa Jarnot*. I liked the poem immediately – and I’ve given it to ...
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