A second poem of mine this month at the Camel Saloon - place of much tasty reading and well worth a visit, with or without drink in hand. And if you scroll down through twenty or more other good pieces you'll come to my 'Blow the wind southerly' - a development of one of my October small stones. Much thanks to Russell Streur for compiling the whole shebang.
Joan was my Suffolk born 8 x grandmother and the poem uses information gleaned from her will, written in 1658
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