Tuesday poem: Freckles

May 26, 2019

Another poem via link, this time to New Zealand speculative publication Sponge. ‘Freckles’ is a prose poem meditation on those weird little skin-flecks that many of us have. You can listen to me read the poem, too, if you like.

7 Responses to “Tuesday poem: Freckles”

  1. Léa said

    My redheaded daughter was barely four when one more person commented on her mass of freckles. Her big blue eyes stared at the individual with her hands on her hips, “They are not freckles. Boys have freckles, girls have sun kisses. She used that line for years and always got a laugh or at least a smile.

  2. Gosh, you used the term ‘brexit’…… and it worked so well!

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