the advert read.
‘In twenty one instalments,
Just two pounds a time.’
Though there may have been an asterix,
I know small print
has my interests at heart.
‘You’ll be the envy of your friends and family
as we send you stimulating artefacts,
expertly sourced from around the globe.
Guaranteed, a poem in every parcel.’
I haven’t looked back,
Package after package,
Sumerian costume jewellery,
left with all my neighbours,
propped against cold frames and wheelie bins.
So far I’ve written nothing,
but I fit it all in.
Even this huge stone totem.
It’d make a great uplighter.
I’ll call it my writer’s block.
Chris Hemingway lives and works in Gloucestershire. His first pamphlet “Party in the Diaryhouse” was published by Picaroon Poetry in 2018, and he has self-published three collections: “Cigarettes and Daffodils” (2012), “The Future” (2015) and “Who Lied About the Mermaid’s Ghost” (2019).
Chris has worked as a volunteer for Cheltenham Poetry Festival and Gloucestershire Writers’ Network, and regularly reads for Ashmolean Poetry Tours. He can be contacted via chrishemingwaytmepoetry.com, Facebook or via his Twitter handle, @chemingway586.