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Thursday 20 January 2011

Hidden Talent

I can’t dance or ride a horse
although I’ve tried several times
to do both. Someone said I

looked like a sack of potatoes
attempting to do either,
but I can’t make any connection

between the two. So it’s no
surprise when I consider
that I can’t play chess, or

remember which controller works
the gadgets beneath the TV.
I can’t exercise much patience

when attempting to get through
to the Inland Revenue
and I can’t swim the butterfly

particularly well. But I
can detect to within a hair’s breadth
the exact moment when winter

ends and spring begins,
with my eyes closed,
and I think that is quite a skill.


John H Davies
20th January 2011 


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