I have decided to use the phrase 'What the hell?!' as a starting point for a series of poems. Each one will have that as its title. I am not planning to share them, but I want to share the process as this is quite unexpected.
It is a phrase one of T's friends used a lot several years ago, so I have fond memories of that time in being a mother of teenagers when nothing they said bothered me much. Or is that my amnesia kicking in?
Since having this idea I have done over half a dozen. It is surprisingly liberating and the title applies to all manner of thoughts. I did several while spending time with Moore and Bacon this morning and a few just now sitting here.