John Greening – My Most Treasured Moments As A Writer

Rarely, a poem will appear as if from nowhere. I first remember it happening in a Devon orchard, staring at the trees and feeling them simply turn into words. Rarely, a poem will appear as if from nowhere. That really is a treasurable moment. I first remember it happening in a Devon orchard, staring at the trees and feeling them simply turn into words. It was a real poem, perhaps my earliest real poem.

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