The second kind of nonsense I’m interested in is explored in my poems ‘With unction down the purple lane’ and ‘Down, Down and Down’. You might say that these poems make no sense at all, which is why I used to call them “utter nonsense” to distinguish them from the first kind.
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When I wrote ‘The Shrimp and the Radiator’, I was thinking of Edward Lear. It was ‘The Owl and the Pussycat’ that made me invent a mismatched duo, gloriously happy to live outside convention, but it was ‘There was an old man of Whitehaven’ that made me avoid a happy ending for my odd pair.
On Friday evening, I went to see Roger McGough and Brian Patten perform their poetry at the Queen Elizabeth Hall on London’s South Bank. I went on my own, which is something I’m no longer averse to doing if nobody I know is interested in going to something, but still I am not comfortable in [...]
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