You know how it is with those subject lines in your inbox? Whatever it was you started discussing, it follows you around, even when you’ve moved onto something quite different.
I emailed Theresa Breslin about something, and then back, and back again, we went. Until she declared she was ‘tired’ of me being ‘tired’ in the subject line, and she was going to write a poem. As you do.
Since I don’t go on Twitter as often as others, it was pure chance that I discovered Theresa’s Haiku.
I have absolutely no idea what it is about. Am I dead? Or is there bird poo?
But I’m impressed that I could ‘inspire’ some inbox poetry.