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So, with yesterday being a Monday, the blog threw a sicky

It seemed only right for its inaugural working life/job search week. And then, most supernaturally and appropriately, Ruth Selwyn-Crome only came and turned up in my inbox (‘Tardy Friday’ was the name of the mail) with this work-themed poem from … Continue reading

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#friday poem

My friend Ruth Selwyn-Crome, whom I met by being an RLF fellow, has a habit of sending out occasional Friday Poems; they’re always a welcome ping in the inbox; this one is very good and very charming, I thonk. Ruth … Continue reading

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Given up on the blog?

One day off and this is the sort of comment I get as pass T in the east wing. I think this forum might be the only way she finds out about me, now. Anyway, T, so I’m trying to … Continue reading

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Out of Danger

is the title of one of my favourite poetry collections, by James Fenton. It’s a substantial combination of personal politics and of the other kind of politics, the writing has a very clean, clear, hard and simple Auden-like beat. Fenton … Continue reading

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has bought out the literati and the cultural thinkers. Andy P has nailed his colours to the mast as a hard man of letters: “Pulis out”, I tend to shout Watching with dismay As Stoke City huff and puff But … Continue reading

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Man City 3 Stoke 0

James Fenton is one of my favourite poets, and this is one of my favourite poems of his, from the collection of the same name. Beauty, Danger and Dismay Beauty, Danger and Dismay Met me on the public way. Whichever … Continue reading

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