This is me being less than precious about my poems. And having had enough rejection to last a lifetime. To think I might have gotten published in a poetry magazine read by who knows what number of people, darn it!!
Here's a snap from the weekend before last. It's of the Ocean Rooms in Gorleston which was mentioned in my poem 'Bickering in a Caravan'. I couldn't believe it still has the same name some 30 years on from when I last went there..