starting a new book
gobbling it up too fast
stop, wait, enjoy it

writing in the sand
messages no-one will read
and yet, still pausing

reading poetry
in the servants' sitting room,
lambs bleat in the field

irresistible
first breath through new pages, turned
open, midnight book

no penless authors
on nights like tonight, so bright
April moon shimmers

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