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Issue 1: In this issue

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

 

 

 

 

The Things She Says

 

My business partner’s run away,

My teenage girlfriend says she’s gay.

She doesn’t know.  She isn’t sure.

She wants more butter for her bread.

She says if she were happy poor

She would have been a nun instead.

My offshore assets have been seized.

She says she’s far too young to wed.

Her sainted mother’s none too pleased.

My business partner’s turned up dead.

She doesn’t know. She hasn’t got

A clue.  She says she loves me.  Not.

 

John Whitworth

 

(Previously published in 'Quadrant')