I Like To Think That

As Anyone Who Has The Slightest Knowledge Of My Work Knows, I Have Little In Common With Larkin, Who Was Tall, Taciturn And Thin-on-top, And Unlike Him I Laugh, Nay, Sneer, In The Face Of Death. I Will Concede One Point: We Are Both Lesbian Poets.

I Like To Think That I'm A Sort Of Poet For Our Times.

I Still Read Donne, Particularly His Love Poems

You Have Me Like A Drawing, Erased, Coloured In, Untitled, Signed By Your Tongue.

Better Off Dead Than Giving In; Not Taking What You Want.