The First Time I Saw Afghanistan

NE AfghanistanThe first time I saw Afghanistan I was wearing a borrowed shirt. It wasn’t a particularly attractive shirt, being a faded pale blue with buttons that were beginning to turn yellow. Made of 100 % nylon it was more than somewhat sweaty and sticky even in late November. Continue reading “The First Time I Saw Afghanistan”

A Stroke: A Poem

A number of stroke poems have been written over the years, often by a person who has had a stroke. This poem could be useful for a person who has had a stroke, or for carers of such people, whether family or professional. Please send it on by Facebook, Twitter or simply by emailing the URL. Continue reading “A Stroke: A Poem”