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		<title>The Searchers</title>
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The next poem is called &#8216;The Searchers&#8217;.  At the time of the Moor Murders, I remember seeing on television news a whole line of men, policemen, crossing the moor because they were looking for the possible bodies of buried children, and they were probing with their sticks into the ground, with sharpened sticks, and [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://inthepoetry.com/vernon-scannell/the-searchers-2/</link>
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		<title>Geography Lesson</title>
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I left school when I was fifteen, and when I was fourteen there was this very wonderful teacher who covered his classroom in maps,  and he always said when he retired from school, he would go to certain places on these maps.  The poem&#8217;s called &#8216;Geography Lesson&#8217;



Our teacher told us one day he [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://inthepoetry.com/brian-patten/geography-lesson-2/</link>
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		<title>A Gull</title>
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A Gull



A seagull stood on my window-ledge today,
said nothing, but had a good look inside.
That was a cold inspection I can tell you!
North winds, icebergs, flash of salt
crashed through the glass without a sound.
He shifted from leg to leg, swivelled his head.
There was not a fish in the house &#8211; only me.
Did he smell my [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://inthepoetry.com/edwin-morgan/a-gull-2/</link>
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		<title>The Frog Prince</title>
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In a lot of the poems the idea of death comes as a friend &#8211; I was thinking of that Roman emperor, one of the cruellest of them, who used to visit his poor prisoners in cramped dungeons in great pain. So they would beg him for death, but he would say, &#8220;Oh no, oh [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://inthepoetry.com/stevie-smith/the-frog-prince-2/</link>
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		<title>The Romans in Britain</title>
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I&#8217;m afraid I wasn&#8217;t very keen on history at school, so when someone asked me for some poems about the Romans, I was thinking &#8220;how can I do this in minimum time?&#8221;  And I decided to write a history of the Romans in Britain in forty words only.



The Romans in Britain
(A history in 40 [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://inthepoetry.com/judith-nicholls/the-romans-in-britain-2/</link>
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		<title>First Song</title>
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First Song



Then it was dusk in Illinois, the small boy
After an afternoon of carting dung
Hung on the rail fence, a sapped thing
Weary to crying. Dark was growing tall
And he began to hear the pond frogs all
Calling on his ear with what seemed their joy.



Soon their sound was pleasant for a boy
Listening in the smoky dusk [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://inthepoetry.com/galway-kinnell/first-song-2/</link>
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		<title>In the Meat-Safe</title>
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For some reason I have a great fascination with bad taste.  This is one example.



In the Meat-Safe



There is a functional greyness
where the banal, but unusual,
has found a graceless permanence
that only the odd can admire.
Those collectors of cigarette cards
and worthless believe-it-or-not facts,
are the antiquarians of corroded
appliances who worship a dullness
as lonely as the fattest man [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://inthepoetry.com/tom-paulin/in-the-meat-safe-2/</link>
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		<title>The Ancients of the World</title>
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For the poet, apart from the one or two critics that do not talk nonsense when discussing poetry, there are only other poets to learn from. This is sensed I suppose by the people who come to one with their repetitive question &#8220;Can you tell me who influenced you?&#8221;. Agreement on that seems to be [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://inthepoetry.com/r-s-thomas/the-ancients-of-the-world-3/</link>
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		<title>Late February</title>
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This poem which is sort of grim at the end is an attempt to describe a kind of day very early in spring when we&#8217;re hopeful spring is coming but it darkens down and gets cold and damp at the end which is very much the way the poem happens.



Late February



The first warm day, 
and [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://inthepoetry.com/ted-kooser/late-february-4/</link>
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		<title>Punch&#8217;s Day-Book &#8211; an extract</title>
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This is from &#8216;Punch&#8217;s Day Book&#8217;



&#8216;There are those who plan to die
blameless, open-handed, an unwritten letter.
We can&#8217;t aspire to that.
We lack the pure compulsion and the nerve.



The orchard&#8217;s harvested; the stoves are lit
to burn all winter; the house is steeped
in a musty odour of fruit.
Think how it is
to own nothing, to carry nothing
from one place [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://inthepoetry.com/david-harsent/punchs-day-book-an-extract/</link>
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