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Brian Bilston

Today’s poem concerns a ritual I go through on a number of occasions each December.

It’s called ‘On Searching for a Book of Stamps’.

On Searching for a Book of Stamps
 
check in wallet
check once more
hunt through bag
look in drawer
 
feel coat pockets
peer in pot
rifle desk
find them not
 
shake out shoes
lift up hat
inspect fridge
ask the cat
 
scour the shelves
peek in purse
turn out cupboards
swear & curse
 
go to shop
buy new stamps
put in wallet
next to stamps


Brian Bilston
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Barry

@brianbilston Find old ones, discover they aren’t The Sort The Mail Accepts This Year. Grr.

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