Yesterday’s second anniversary
Of this odd enterprise I’m engaged in
Was not marked in my sonnet diary
What an unforgivable omission
Truth is, I was too keen on completion
Of yesterday’s sonnet while it was quiet
My office colleagues all out in the rain
At a union meeting, their disquiet
Being about the low pay offer. Wet
And noisy they’d return soon, so I’d be
Best off writing about, well, anything
I wrote about jazz and all that. Forget
Two years of sonnets? How could I? Easy
I just did, but now I’m remembering
Sat 6 Sep 2008
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