'Log In*' by Laura Taylor is Write Out Loud's Poem of the Week

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This week's Poem of the Week is 'Log In*' by Laura Taylor, a wonderful reflection on a life as seen through both the physical memories held and the clever device of internet security. Laura has created both a moving tribute to the way we remember those we have encountered in life, be it a box of memories under the bed or the password to an online account and the final line is a stroke of utter genius.


Below, Laura answers our Q&A:


Where do you look most for inspiration for your poetry?

It comes to me more often than I look for it, if you see what I mean. A line, phrase, idea. Although sometimes I like to use prompts from either competitions or Napowrimo.

Apart from poetry, what is one book you would recommend everyone to read?

The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck. As relevant today as it was back then, and beautifully written.

What’s your favourite style of poetry?  Do you favour the constraints of sonnets and villanelle or the freedom of free-verse?

I'm rubbish at form poetry. Can do a decent haiku but that's about it! Free verse I suppose. 

If you could give one piece of writing advice to people, what would it be?

Keep trying to improve, never lose your inner critic. 

What do you look for most in a poem?

Does it make my head sway, with ideas or sonics or intelligence?


Log In*

by Laura Taylor


You’re not supposed to write it down

but I do because it’s you within

the market stalls, summoning aromas, bars,

brawls, and all the girls you bought

you said were called Rose.


A salty dog legacy; inherited protection.

It’s logged within your history,

existed well before me, the internet,

or Civvy Street.

Now it lives in echoes

in a box beneath the bed,

catching dust instead of breath.


Even ‘til the end, you were 21 again,

telling and retelling, embellishing

unconsciously; truth became fable,

myth, became passwords,

indelible, inked in the mark of a man

with his tongue ever relishing the taste

of his salad days





* Your password must contain at least one special character.



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Steve Higgins

Sat 21st Nov 2020 19:30

Love this one!

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Laura Taylor

Fri 26th Jul 2019 10:25

Thanks again, jennifer and trev

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jennifer Malden

Wed 24th Jul 2019 13:58

Well deserved Laura! Really original device to use security. One can almost see the person you describe. Loved 'all the girls you said were called Rose!


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trevor homer

Wed 24th Jul 2019 13:53

'Password must contain at least one special character' - [as should our lives]. Congratulations on POTW Laura.

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Laura Taylor

Wed 24th Jul 2019 12:31

Thanks once again all.

I hope you'll be very happy here Adam ? I certainly wouldn't have written the amount that I have done without being a member of this place and benefitting from the general support and encouragement.

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Adam Rabinowitz

Wed 24th Jul 2019 06:08

I just made a profile on this site and was so happy to read yours and others' poems. My favorite line is:

indelible, inked in the mark of a man

with his tongue ever relishing the taste

of his salad days

I hope you win the competition you mentioned entering.


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john short

Tue 23rd Jul 2019 13:30

Hi Laura

This is a very good poem. I especially liked "now it lives in echoes in a box beneath the bed" fabulous. Well-deserved POTW.

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Mae Foreman

Mon 22nd Jul 2019 19:13

Hi Laura! As I said previously very well-deserved and may I say, the woman in your profile picture kinda looks like Meryl Streep, is that you? Irrelevant! Sorry! I've read and re-read your piece many times! It's extraordinary, not a single doubt you deserved POTW! Completely new, raw stuff!
Congratulations again! ?

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Laura Taylor

Mon 22nd Jul 2019 09:09

Many thanks everyone.

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Martin Elder

Sun 21st Jul 2019 18:29

I try to write down as much as I can about the past now. Although |I use a computer I still prefer everything being in hard copy if I can.
An excellent poem Laura
love it

congratulations on POTW


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Jon Stainsby

Sun 21st Jul 2019 12:30

Congratulations Laura

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keith jeffries

Sat 20th Jul 2019 13:01


Congratulations and well deserved for a highly imaginative poem.


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Peter Taylor

Sat 20th Jul 2019 10:59

Hi Laura, really liked this one: It's clever (but not too clever) and profound at the same time. Thank you for this excellent piece.

Peter T

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kJ Walker

Sat 20th Jul 2019 07:19

Hi Laura. Congratulations on being awarded POTW. It was well deserved.
We all post on WOL for the same reason, and that is to get our work out there and read by as many people as possible. As the week goes on these posts move further and further down the list and become more difficult to find.
Not-so the POTW, that stays the first thing that you see when you log onto the site, and remains so for a whole week. It's a nice accolade to receive, and it's ridiculous for anyone to suggest that you shouldn't accept it.
I don't see POTW as a competition, but even if it was, what's wrong with that? People do enter poetry into competitions. It's another way to get your work out there.

Sorry for rambling.
What I meant to say was congratulations, loved the poem.

Cheers Kevin

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Laura Taylor

Fri 19th Jul 2019 13:53

Cheers all ?

I only blogged this cos I was putting it in for a comp and wanted some feedback, heh.

Do you think you'll ever be able to make a comment without a barb or three in it David? Or ever actually feel happy, I mean, really happy?

Devon Brock

Thu 18th Jul 2019 23:05

Well deserved, Laura. "Even to the end, you were 21 again". Dressing on the "salad days". And BTW - the double fist of love!


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John Marks

Thu 18th Jul 2019 20:57

Well-penned Laura. I love the way you precis the whole process of fabrication, as we invent and reinvent our lives - brevity is the soul of wit!

telling and retelling, embellishing

unconsciously; truth became fable,

myth, became passwords,

indelible, inked in the mark of a man


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Mae Foreman

Thu 18th Jul 2019 16:32

Bold! Loved it! Congratulations ! ?

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