Writing as a transformative art.

March 14, 2009 at 7:00 pm | Posted in poetry, writing | 20 Comments
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One of the best things about writing is that it allows you to fantasise. If I had a child I would read poetry to it before it could speak.  When all there is is bubbling noises, brooks with occasional echidnas chuckling. Before that even. I would say, oh, lie down, my darling. It is time to read The Tempest to the baby. Woohoo,

“On a ship at sea…

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