This began as a game some bloggers played in 2008, to write about people who'd made an impact, in the same number of words as one's age, every day for a year. I did them less often and went on longer, adding one word each birthday. I stopped in 2016 and incorporated them into my main poetry blog. In 2019 I resumed the project and gave it its own blog again, with a new name, where it may unfold at its own (slow, intermittent) pace. I've labelled these verse portraits, but they're more like quick sketches: mere glimpses, impressions....


Monday 17 December 2012

Writers' group: Eddie

Insists he believes in nothing;
really believes that. Can argue
in support of this position.

Is not vehement against
other people's beliefs,
simply adamant
that he himself has none.

He likes hot climates,
dark-haired women,
and playing guitar.
Arthritis cut the music.

We older women, and Eddie, 
gather weekly to write,
learning each other,
building mateship.

A friend, meeting him, remarks,
'He is at ease with quiet.
That's rare in a man.'



[Poem #98]

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