The week before last I went along to Homebaked beside Anfield, to the first of a short run of a poetry group headed up by local writer Ged Thompson. I’ve always been averse to calling anything I write “poetry”. I don’t feel worthy. I dunno. I never paid attention at school, never learned or committedContinue reading “Words”
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Mr. Jamie Yates 