No one is so old that he cannot live yet another year, nor so young that he cannot die today.
Halfway Street, Sidcup We did sums at school, Mummy - You do them like this: look - I showed her.…
The fact is that poetry is not the books in the library . . . Poetry is the encounter of…
Dear Sir Oswald, Thank you for your letter and for your enclosures. I have given some thought to our recent…