Rather unsurprisingly, a lot of my writing around this time concerned the EU referendum, and so the poems from these 3 weeks inadvertently became a sort of Brexit triptych. The first is a warning, the second some sleep-deprived and probably-misplaced optimism, and the third outright despair/fury. They can be, if not ‘enjoyed’, at least ‘watched’ together.
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Poem A Week #15: So You Want To Study English?
Be prepared for a lifetime of misery, heartbreak, and insufferable pedantry. Studying English is HARD…