I am so in love with Lucy English on this week's RN Poetica that I'm listening to her again for the third time.
Can you tell I'm procrastinating? I'm going fine with the exhibition making; it's the other stuff I have to do that I'm dithering about.
I adore Lucy's poem about being old enough to tell the truth to everyone, even yourself.
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Sage and I listened to her in the car on the way home from school yesterday. And then for a while in the driveway, too.
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