It always amuses me to see Pam Ayres filed (correctly, alphabetically) next to W.H. Auden in the poetry sections of bookshops.
All of Larkin’s poems in one handy volume.
It was nice to see one of the local rags entering into the spirit of National Poetry Day last week.
Twenty bonus points for the best rhyming definition in the comments.
Carolyn's children's guinea pig died last Tuesday.
A poem penned at the grave of Sylvia Plath.
From an email to Stense.
Guardian obituary: Derek Bell Derek Bell, who has died aged 66 following minor surgery, was the harpist—and the only Ulsterman—with the Irish music group, the Chieftains. He was equally renowned as a classical performer. A poetic tribute: Derek Bell won't go to hell: He played the harp far too well.
John Thaw's No more, s(o) dot-dash-dot, dot-dot, dot-dash-dash-dot, Inspector Morse.