Monday, 7 July 2008

Up the road, afternoon

We take refuge from a shower in the school bus shelter. I try, unsatisfactorily, to compose a ghazal couplet, but later decide to drop an idea from another poem, satisfactorily.

1 comment:

Bee said...

What a day! Scattered showers, hail, and the odd bits of sun.

I'm glad that it was a good day for poetry.