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Better Than Chocolate

Here’s a few words of a poem I came across during the week.

Last night, as I was sleeping,
I dreamt - marvelous error! -
that I had a beehive
here inside my heart.
And the golden bees
were making white combs
and sweet honey
from my old failures.

The sweetness of that honey made me think of the many things that are easily as sweet as chocolate, like dipping into a poem or two, or reading a good book, taking some time out (and time in) to write, or going out for a walk with a camera, and letting yourself see what you see.

I was going to share the poem extract* as a video (with an outrageous claim that poetry was better than chocolate, to go with the one about its anti-aging properties) but I ran out of time, and as this has been the week of imperfect blogging, I thought I’d share it this way anyway.

Partly as a reminder that the sign-up page for the poetry course is now ready, here: Everyday Poetry…

… and to wish you all a very happy Easter break.


* Found in Writing the Life Poetic, by Sage Cohen.

The extract is from Last Night, As I Was Sleeping, by Antonio Machado, and translated by Robert Bly.

The photo is one of mine - an eggshell I found a couple of years ago on Skye.

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