Ollie Lind Poetry

A young lady calls me from time to time. We have never met but I, as a writer, imagine what she is like. I try to create a past, present and future for the disembodied voice on the telephone. This gives me a character I can relate to. I hope you enjoy. Live well, Ollie [...]

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I was having dinner with a lady friend in a restaurant on the North Shore in Sydney some time ago. She is of German descent and, naturally, we were in a German restaurant. She is a life long friend and we know each other as well as brothers and sisters do. I noticed this young [...]

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