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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