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Buses on the Strand by R.P. Lister

The Strand is beautiful with buses,Fat and majestical in form,Red like tomatoes in their trussesIn August, when the sun is warm. They cluster in the builded chasm,Corpulent fruit, a hundred […]

Not Forgotten by Sheila Packa

I learned to ride the two wheel bicycle with my father. He oiled the chain clothes-pinned playing cards to the spokes, put on the basket to carry my lunch. By […]

Britain’s Safest Driver by Clive Whichelow

I really don’t like to boast, But I’m the driver with the most. From John O’Groats to Cornwall, I’ve toured Britain coast to coast. A perfect, spotless licence For fifty-something […]

Night Mail by W. H. Auden

This is the night mail crossing the Border,Bringing the cheque and the postal order, Letters for the rich, letters for the poor,The shop at the corner, the girl next door. […]