I had an interesting conversation with a friend this week who raised the point that in the last post's poem there was a need for editing or punctuation. She said there could be some confusion in the penultimate stanza. We talked about the alternatives and I thought the solution was to remove the confusing two words. Here it is in its completed state.
3:30 am IN TALLINN
he wakes into a dream
there is stillness
light
no one is about
yet the fountain falls
perhaps with less pressure
than it had in the dark rain
he wonders when he will wake for real
returns to the large lonely bed to practice sleep
I have to thank Nel for her observation and highlight that collaboration is always a positive process. This poem is now complete.
I was at Tropical Pressure last weekend and was thoroughly impressed by Diabel Cissokho. He is touring at the moment and I cannot recommend him highly enough.
Until next time.
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