I surfaced and I breathed again.
Turned it all around. And then
I held her in my hand.
She told me that she’d been learning
speed chess, the hard way; she’d finished
Falling For Philosophers by Ezra Maas.
And on a towel in the bathroom was an impression
that appeared to me to resemble, from certain angles,
aspects of the Turin shroud.
nickreeves 
Another great poem Nick – keep them coming!
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Thanks, Ingrid xo
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Wow Nick. This iss an amazing poem. So different. Love it. Xx
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Thank you, Lorraine.
It saved going to bed anyway! xx
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Lol nick xx
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amazing work
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Thank you, Nancy!
Very kind
xo
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Very surreal . . .
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You really are talented. Every time, so good. It’s quite special in the thicks of wordpress.
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Thank you so much, Lia!
My day has been made and it’s still early morning! xo
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Aw that is so lovely. Early morning, I guess you are in maybe east-side NA then? Hope the morning has continued as makerly. :)) xoxo
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…northeast side UK.
(it was a late night, so maybe it just felt like early morning!)
🙂 xoxo
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Ahaha!!! That is so awesome. Well you are no so far away then. I’m in France. :)) Happy lunch hour-ish. :)) xoxo
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Bon appetit, Lia 🙂 xo
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Love the Turin shroud bit; I saw a carrot at the weekend that looked an awful lot like the bottom half of a girl I once knew….I should have taken a picture, but I was hungry….
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always follow the carrot (sometimes)
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‘tarot carrot’….or something something something!? There’s something in there anyway
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You have inspired my great masterpiece;)….’the carrot’ coming soon….
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munch love!
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Wow! Love the imagery and clincher of the last line!!
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