The poem above was written for the first part of the W3 prompt #163. I was also inspired by Reena's Xploration Challenge #385 using the phrase 'word collector'.
The line 'How I would bake bread in my safe European home' is a reference to a time when I was about 12 and, with the help of my mother, I started baking bread. As I was obsessed with the Clash at the time I baked some bread rolls that spelled out the letters C-L-A-S-H, 'Safe European Home' being a song from their second album.
The line 'I never flew Hurricanes in Greece' is a reference to Roald Dahl and his book 'Going Solo' about his time as a fighter pilot in WWII. I just finished reading his book today. The mention of Proust is because I will start reading 'In Search of Lost Time' soon.
This poem is about not knowing what to write, knowing what to write, knowing what is important and the futility in sharing a few words with a few people.
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