I’ve written a couple of poems today, none of which is ready to be shared. So what do I do? I put a blackout poem on my blog. One, that I’ve prepared earlier… I still like doing them. It’s my go to practice, when things go a bit slow, iffy or not at all.

Find different
Find different,
less,
strange,
not strange at all,
other,
the same,
some more prosaic reason,
a vision,
a voice,
a place to live.
You’ve cracked it as usual!
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Oh, but I’m fairly certain, that Commissario Brunetti will not be amused…
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Hmmm … può darsi …
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Wonderful. Now is this another zebra, or a mother in law’s tongue?
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Well, I guess, I’m still in my zebra phase… I tried leopard print, but no, definitely not for me. Mind you, the Swiss cheese – leaf combo also works for me… Decisions, decisions… And all the while, I know that Commissario Brunetti will disapprove of this profusely…
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