In Waterstones ...

Whilst Anne braved fitting room mirrors, I leafed through new books in Waterstones - 

I saw the woman who looked like Angela Carter - 

When I'd bought The Sacred History of The World she'd laughed - 

That's a bonkers book she'd said - 

But it's wonderfully mad - 

I picked up a Julian Barnes - 

I imagined hearing a black Zil drive past my fearful apartment block - 

Outside, in Falkland Square there were three beggars - 

The sky was an icy merciless blue - 

Soon it would be dark - 

16.00

Tuesday 2 January 2016

Waterstones

Poole 

Dorset