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A Quarterly Journal
Jeffrey Woodward, Founder & Owner
Ray Rasmussen, General Editor

Volume 13, Number 2, June 2019

Simon Wilson
Nottingham, UK

Monday Morning

I’m not fond of Monday mornings. Apart from the return to work, I now have a regular blood test appointment. I drive to the hospital through the early rush hour, take a numbered ticket and wait for a woman to stab me in the arm. I’ve never quite worked out why it irritates me so much.

It’s not the queuing, because I’ve learned to take a book. It’s not the pain, because it doesn’t really hurt. It’s not even the perky, and inaccurate, “just a sharp scratch.” They are trained to say that before they ram the needle home.

two lives meeting
in the winter gloom
a job to do

Walking back to the car I watch a blackbird turning over dead leaves in the shrubbery. The day is grey and the trees leafless. Winter isn’t exactly gripping us, but it is definitely adding an element of gloom to the day.

A succession of small things is crushing my spirit.

Waiting for a few early pedestrians to cross at a red light, I notice one of them is taking a black dog for a walk.



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