bright clouds
between the houses
a leafless oak
© Rachel Green November 2023
I've written myself
into a corner I didn't plan;
the novel's been stalled for a year
and try as I might,
the current chapter is a glottal stop
in the middle of a sentence.
What to do now but to dismantle pages,
discard the one-way passages
and plan the streets anew.
© Rachel Green November 2023
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