Funny how it happens. I often remember successfully lighting a cigarette in the wind at the beach with a pseudo-Zippo lighter I was given as a present, c. 2000. Have since given up smoking, but it's odd (and oddly comforting) how it recurs from time to time — as just then!
Funny how it happens. I often remember successfully lighting a cigarette in the wind at the beach with a pseudo-Zippo lighter I was given as a present, c. 2000. Have since given up smoking, but it's odd (and oddly comforting) how it recurs from time to time — as just then!
ReplyDeleteOh my, ditto for cigarettes, lighters, the Acropolis - perhaps, residual nicotine, surfacing?!
ReplyDeleteI feel I've missed out :) This poem does that - lovely.
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