The coincidences in the poems sent in to me during the December window ARE uncanny.
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The coincidences in the poems sent in to me during the December window ARE uncanny.
Forget horses. Today it is wasps and rats.
Yes, it's a new year but I'm still reading poems from the old window.
It was difficult getting the window to shut. Several envelopes were stuck in the hinges. But it has shut now.