I Ought To Warn You

Now If The Harvest Is Over, And The World Cold, Give Me The Bonus Of Laughter, As I Lose Hold.

A Whispering And Watery Norfolk Sound Telling Of All The Moonlit Reeds Around.

There Are Two Thing You Need For A Jolly Good Hymn.the First Is A Set Of Words That Expresses The Mood Or Sentiment Of The Worshipper.the Second-and Perhaps Even More Important- Is A Good Tune..with A Simple Popular Melody.

Topography Is One Of My Chief Themes In My Poetry, About The Country, The Suburbs And The Seaside. Then There Comes Love... And Increasingly; The Fear Of Death.

And London Shops On Christmas Eve Are Strung With Silver Bells And Flowers As Hurrying Clerks The City Leave To Pigeon-haunted Classic Towers, And Marbled Clouds Go Scudding By The Many-steepled London Sky