Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the tiredest of them all?

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The answer is of course me, at least that's what it feels like. And looking in the mirror now, the blue caves under the eyes would back that up. (Thank heavens for one of the greatest inventions of all - make-up!)

It has been a busy few weeks of pre-school press releases, helping children make Easter bonnets, putting together an anthology of work by the children on my poetry workshops, not to mention my birthday (30 again!), the usual daily mundane tasks and squeezing in a little of my own writing! Still I'm rather pleased with the end results:

Though I was a little disappointed not to get any response to my Facebook request for spare energy I could recycle!

I was flattered however to be invited to contribute to Marc Latham's new 'folding mirror' blog (okay, so this was the other reason for starting this blog with my Snow White image!). The palindromic 'mirror' form in poetry has a long and interesting history. Marc's new blog builds on this and the haiku form to set out his 'folding mirror' poetic form, including insight into his inspiration, some of his own poems and a guest blog from me with my poem that won the writelink folding mirror poetry contest. So check it out at http://fmpoetry.wordpress.com .

Meanwhile I'm off to try and fold (or cover!) all the mirrors in the house and reflect (briefly!) on the recuperative effects of an early night.