Joan’s answer to this was that ‘One needs to be always on the lookout – It is a case of selection of suitable ingredients out of the mass that flows past every day – things said by people, overheard conversations, things read in the papers, heard on the news, seen in the street…’
She wrote a poem that illustrates this perfectly, describing an everyday walk down a small street in Petworth where she lived. Here it is.
Joan published only one book of poetry, but she wrote many for her own (and the family’s!) pleasure. To my delight they still tumble out of books..