TANKA – by Bill Fitzsimons

 

Love is sorcery,
but what happens when the spell
begins to weaken?
Do we seek charms, amulets ….
or stick pins in voodoo dolls?

 

 

 

Bill Fitzsimons, Dublin-born and a relative new-comer in poetry terms, wrote his first poems in his late fifties. He is a founder member of a Leeds-based Irish writers group, Lucht Focail (Word People) and reads at venues in Leeds and elsewhere. He has been published in Poetry Monthly and Aireings and in three anthologies – The Fifth Province, Triple Spiral and Views from the Lighthouse, read on local radio and has just had his first pamphlet ‘Written on the Skin’ published by Otley Word Feast Press.

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