Zabaglione
Someone once said "good poetry requires no explanatory notes" so here are mine for the poem that follows...
It describes a short walk along the coast of South Wales near to Swansea. The previous weekend Roger McGough had given a reading as part of the Dylan Thomas Festival in Laughan, a bit further down the peninsular. For those who don't already know that neck of the woods, the massive steelwork...
Wednesday 9th April 2008 10:56 am
Eggs, Eggs, Eggs
Eggs, Eggs, Eggs
Happy is the man who finds his place
Beside a waterworks with chickens to tend…tenderly
The eggs are warm - three a day even in the wintertime
Happy is the dog who gets to race
Around the garden in the late sun….sunnily
The eggs for sale - one pound per box in the honesty box please
Happy is the shepherd with ruddy face
Whose sheep come by come by…sheep...
Sunday 16th March 2008 2:12 pm
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