Yesterday I took a trip to Manchester to spend a couple of hours in a workshop with Pascale Petit (my second Pascale worshop) before the afternoon's Poets and Players event. Today I have evolved a second poem from remnants of a conversation there. A good weekend for poetry and my sister says I have written my best poem ever from that remnant and my goth is on the inside! Here's the Poets and Players link for Pascale Petit's reading.
Where the week starts with finding out what Monday smells like, and I look for the joy that makes my heart sing…