Friday, March 25, 2011


You know how it is, dearie, any well-wisher would let you a morsel of Christopher Isherwood, Dryden and Beckett and de Beaudellaire, Muir and Norden and Robertson Hare; the rhythm, the timbre, the metre, the beat - it ends with some Herbert composing a tweet.


Anonymous said...

Right up my street! Thankyou. ;-)

Pat said...

Did you just write a pome?

Scarlet Blue said...

Why hasn't Clucker been invented?

Kevin Musgrove said...

moreidlethoughts: :-)

Pat: I tried my best to disguise it. :-)

Scarlet: quick, quick, get it patented now!

Kane said...

Well, well, well.. who would have thought there's some fine poet in you sir.

Cheers =)


Gadjo Dilo said...

I have NO idea what you're talking about.