
(6 January 2018)

(6 January 2018)
An ekphrastic poem, inspired by a diary page posted by Ksenia Anske.
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Inspiration has been in short supply the last couple of days. This is Friday’s sole poem (no pun intended):
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…so close I could taste you.
The touch of your skin
still lingered upon my fingertips… Continue reading