Yes, all too often poetry is printed (when it's printed at all) with the
same sensitivity that a metal roller brings to a corporate report; there is
little acknowledgement in the design of the poet's aesthetic - as if Guest
was Gluck was Graham was Fisher, and none of them were worth more attention
than the Director of the Board's report.
On which note, my flashing fingers transcribed Alison's wonderful line
incorrectly; try: "what will your mouth do, flying like that, those two
halves of a lost moon?" While I confess to liking the 'moth' my fingers
originally produced I think it best to stick with the original....
David Howard
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