For many years, these little notebooks tied up in a tape measure were my constant companions; one by one I filled them with my scribblings. They were for those 'poetry moments' which all my life have interrupted whatever else I may be doing at the time; very inconvenient, too many burned suppers! There is never a deliberate sitting down in front of a blank page; these 'poetry moments' just happen - and I had one this very morning, 7.30 a.m. sharp: something that sprang into my mind to mark and record this 'Obama Day'.
You can read some of these poetry happenings from time to time in my other blog - 'Journaling the Journal'; just click here, or on the link on the left (Another of my Blogs). Enjoy.