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  • Archery Square

    Paul is bathing Jeanne, In a tub on the top floor  Of a house in Archery Square  He tenderly caresses her  With a soft flannel  They engage in small talk  And do not notice That the oak tree  Opposite their high window  Is shedding its fruits  Into the brisk winds  I am by now entering Archery […]

  • AN I MAL S

    AN I MAL S SINKING SLOWLY INTO A SWEATY SWAMP THIS IS NOT A SPECTATOR SPORT

  • 103

    Rotting leaves mashed to a pulp By the wheels of the careless Brown Bunnies mashed to a pulp In the gutters of the rich Severe storms will soon strengthen And wash away much of the guilt

  • Bobbie shows me her Boobies

    My Cousin Bobbie and I were travelling On a fast express train Towards her Manchester home She had been crying As she had lost her job Because of a couple of embarrassing mistakes Which caused an important customer To close their account Even though the carriage was full Bobbie insisted on showing me her boobies […]

  • Comète

    Yesterday I met Marianne We had booked a room At the Hotel Violette As we wanted to breed But we changed our mind And purchased a violet cat Which we have called Comète

  • Comet

    Yesterday I met Marianne We had booked a room At the Hotel Rouge As we wanted to breed But we changed our mind And purchased a red cat Which we have called Comet

  • Blue Butter

    Today whilst visiting The City of the Pilgrims I purchased Robinfon Crufoe Printed In a Gothic Script It is a mysterious book And quite beautiful To look at I also purchased Manhattan Transfer John Dos Passos I lived in the USA For a number of years And am quite fond Of this writer Whilst shopping […]

  • Final Line of an Invisible Poem

    The mediocrity of grey

  • Apologie pour l’histoire

    I apologise that we are one of the most democratic countries in the world I apologise that we are one of the safest countries in the world I apologise that we are one of the most caring countries in the world I apologise that we are one of the calmest countries in the world I […]

  • en Angleterre, rien qu’en Angleterre

    I am proud to be English It feels good To let my language Drip from my lips I am proud that I am a kind person I am proud of our rural history I am proud of our compassion To those less fortunate than ourselves I am proud that God is an Englishman