Diane Foster

Joined December 2024

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I’m a professional writer, proofreader, and all-round online entrepreneur, UK. I’m married to a rock star who had his long-awaited liver transplant in August 2025.

When not working, you’ll find me with a glass of wine, immersed in poetry.

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The Perfect Word Was Spoken
(For my husband, following his successful liver transplant. With heartfelt thanks to the donor's family.) I keep a room inside my heart for you,
By Diane Foster5 months ago in Poets
Autumn's Last Twist
Breeze stirs golden veils, They shimmer, twist, and release Into waiting hush.
By Diane Foster5 months ago in Poets
Fortress of Warm Light
Rain wrote soft lines across the street, and the red bus waited like a held breath. Concrete stacked above me in heavy shelves,
By Diane Foster5 months ago in Poets
Licence to Open the Hour
The sardine tin waits on the wooden table, lamplight resting in its dents. Painted bodies press flank to flank, a crowded school held on a lid.
By Diane Foster5 months ago in Poets
After the Harvest
Even now the landscape is clicking into place. Hills dim. Oxen sleep under the blue yoke. The fields are stripped; stubble of grass catches
By Diane Foster6 months ago in Poets
Charred Oak Gospel
The bottle keeps its small weather behind the label, a barometer of corn, char, and patience. I pour a thumb, and the room leans a little,
By Diane Foster6 months ago in Poets
Finally! A Much-Needed Liver Transplant
When my husband was diagnosed with hepatocellular carcinoma (HCC) in September 2022, our world shifted overnight. HCC is the most common type of liver cancer, and it usually develops in people who already have chronic liver disease. In his case, the diagnosis didn’t just mean cancer—it meant grappling with the fact that his liver was already compromised. We were thrown into a cycle of scans, blood tests, and consultations with specialists, each conversation reminding us how serious this was.
By Diane Foster6 months ago in Longevity
The Return Address
The package arrived on a Tuesday, wrapped in brown paper that whispered of distances travelled, corners softened by rain or time or careful hands.
By Diane Foster6 months ago in Poets
A Small Empire of Twigs
Pinot Noir rests in a thin glass, quiet as a late afternoon. Light slips through the bowl and leaves a red stain on the table, nothing urgent.
By Diane Foster6 months ago in Poets
His Spoon in the Silence
It was just soup, but it carried the scent of a vanished afternoon, parsley wilted on the wooden counter, his laughter echoing
By Diane Foster7 months ago in Poets
A Lantern in My Chest
The envelope never sealed still rests in the drawer beneath a velvet scarf that once held your perfume. I wrote to you once,
By Diane Foster7 months ago in Poets
Soft Refrain of Goodbye
The silence settled where your voice once lived. It’s a quiet thing, a cold breath resting on my skin, soft and steady, like the weight of a winter morning.
By Diane Foster7 months ago in Poets

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The Perfect Word Was Spoken

Autumn's Last Twist

Fortress of Warm Light

Licence to Open the Hour

After the Harvest

Charred Oak Gospel

Finally! A Much-Needed Liver Transplant

The Return Address

A Small Empire of Twigs

His Spoon in the Silence

A Lantern in My Chest

Soft Refrain of Goodbye

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