W In Turquoise

What do I have to say about these poems?
That they are a collection, yes, yet a collection of poems all first formed from September 2020 onwards. That is written in the Fabriano A5 Turquoise notebook, bought in Hexham, during our short vacation in Northumbria; Andrew J. S. Graham runs a fine stationary shop called penfax, he also has an online presence selling many of the good things from his writer's dream shop.
I am writing the introduction before the poems have really got going, so I shall pause now and return when the poetry is nearing completion.
I am almost at the backend of the poems, time to reflect then on the question which I posed at the top o the page. It is clear to me that much is made of how our early life shapes up how we develop as living and loving human beings. I fall into that tranche of fine folk who are happy to put their shortcomings fairly and squarely at the foot of their parents traits, as well as their own subsequent upbringing. I do believe these poems declare my equanimity for the equal balance of innate and learned behaviours, which in turn lead to the particular way of reviewing one persons personal poetry world