I am stunned by my audacity - I have actually entered the ENO competition. Having never written poetry in my life, having no understanding of the rhythm and structure of opera, I've still entered.
I've got a slightly sick feeling - very similar to the morning after the night before. Like a dumped girlfriend, sending a begging, drunken text to an ex to take her back... then remembering in the morning.
No booze involved - What have I done!? I guess I felt passionate about the subject and it sort of spewed out.
Oh my hat!
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