my partner has a beard and it represents the seasons copper fuzz in Autumn spreads out across his chin black stubble in Winter and in Spring the grey hairs have reached his ears – off it comes trimmed for the cool breeze of the Summer. Kate Lewington (C) This poem was first self-published in my … Continue reading seasons
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crumbs go south as the plate crashes to the floor Kate Lewington (C) A poem from my collection of pocket poems, which you can read here. These poems were taken from my self-published book of travel poetry, titled Here Comes the Sun.