Always nice to have a tercet to waft one off. Today’s is owed to the great Denise Riley, from “Wherever you are, be somewhere else” in her 1993 collection Mop Mop Georgette:
Stop now. Hold it there. Balance. Be beautiful. Try.
—And I can’t do this. I can’t talk like any of this.
You hear me not do it.
An occasional feature brought to you by this rattling round inside my head during a bout of insomnia.
I do like a good wafting off.
Lovely, though!
If you like it, be sure you check out the poem this blog is named for: http://uk.poetryinternationalweb.org/piw_cms/cms/cms_module/index.php?cwolk_id=26840&x=1