One Mark Of Good Verse

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

I Have A Vision Of The Future, Chum. The Workers Flats In Fields Of Soya Beans Tower Up Like Silver Pencils, Score On Score.

I Don't Think I Am Any Good. If I Thought I Was Any Good, I Wouldn't Be.

One Mark Of Good Verse Is Surprise

People's Backyards Are Much More Interesting Than Their Front Gardens, And Houses That Back On To Railways Are Public Benefactors.