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Long leisurely literary afternoons – Tallis Steelyard

Reblogged from Tallis Steelyard: Between ourselves the life of the jobbing poet can be hectic. People ask how I retain my trim figure given they see me living a life of hedonistic excess, dining from the buffet tables of the … Continue reading

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