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Editorial

Competition

Alanna Blake:

On Being Angry

Advice to a Would-be Entrepreneur

Tony Cloke:

Three untitled Haiku

Bill Greenwell:

Amy, Amy

Oh Woes, Thou Run Thick!

A Poison Tree

Matt Harvey:

She Said to Him

If Love

Great Conversions of Our Time

Helena Nelson:

The Normal Child

Submission Guidelines

Man and Nature: A Meditation

Bob Newman:

I just couldn't resist

The Bittern

Two Clerihews

D A Prince:

Mirror, Mirror

A Million Miles from Vogue

George Herbert Downs Tools

Andy Proudfoot

Open Letter

George Simmers:

Light

Frances Thompson

A Lady's First Sighting of Michelangelo's David

Announcement

John Whitworth

The Things She Says

Captain W E Johns Rallies Us in the Dark Days of the War

 

 

 

 

 

She Said to Him

 

She said to him, “You’re not the man I married.

You’ve changed,” she said.  “I hardly recognise

the man who swept me off my feet, who carried

his young bride across the threshold.  He was nice.

And kind, and confident.  A little brash.

But - what for me back then was the decider -

he had a steady job.  Ah, I was rash.

I saw him principally as a provider.

I knew what I desired, not what I needed.

In life you’re not recalled from a false start,

you run the race regardless - that’s what we did.

I gave my hand before I gave my heart.”

She added, then, before he got too worried:

“I love you far more than the man I married.”

 

Matt Harvey