Who Rang the Bell 

Drinking tea while reading Ivor – perfect. Excellent poetry

Ivor.Plumber/Poet



I am a tiring old writer

like apunch-drunkfighter

who buckled and fell

before the round eleven bell

lying flat on the bloody canvas

wishing Iwereambidextrous

like the incredible Emily Dickison

(Oh, she must have been!)

and I still have more stories in my subconscious

ring the bell for round twelve

I am in the corner, blindly courageous

sitting here within my dizziness

waiting for the new world to stop being carnivorous

Ivor Steven (c) January 2022

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