4 comments

  1. pointsthruprose

    I ask myself; What ever happened to the days when I would sit in my paisley chair, with a glass of wine and read my poetry books? Some days I couldn’t wait to read a poem and savour it slowly for the billionth time. I have lost a bit of that since I started blogging; Is it me or do I blame it on the internet? hmm it’s like apples and oranges, you can’t compare the two. Having said all of this I appreciate Thom’s message as it brought me back to a place I yearn.

    Jackie

  2. kzoodedoo

    Yeah, Jackie, there is nothing like an actual book of poems, or some art to enjoy, an easy chair, and some wine… huh? The good life!

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