Last night
I ate a snack
of gruyere, gherkins
and potatoes.
Later checked my diary.
That squiggle did not say
‘meeting OOW’
but ‘Tom Scott’s play.’
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Rachel McAlpine
Mind poems
Thought and long
A tall thought
a built thought
is a dissertation.
A short thought
a wrought thought
is a minuet.
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Rachel McAlpine
Writing a book
I am writing a book.
It will take some time.
The book has a title: Flatlantis
and another: Tropical Ice.
The poems will grow like pack-ice.
They will flow like sweat.
They will be easy to read.
They will be hard to write.
When the book is published
I will be a grown-up.
How will that feel?
Curious.
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Rachel McAlpine
T-shirts
Compulsive reading of T-shirts
seeking the meaning of life
or at least
an involuntary poem.
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Rachel McAlpine
Somewhere a poet
Somewhere a poet
is cleaning a bathroom.
Somewhere a cleaner
is writing a poem.
Poems in the wild—Rachel McAlpine 