I agree with Frank: what a hilarious report, just right after breakfast to
reconcile me with the hassle of being alive (flatulence & all...) My
reaction was more tinged with envy than Frank's, though: wish I could have
written something as wittily observant & clued up. I use an Artpen with a
broad nib for italic writing in black ink, but I can't specify any more,
dammit, I just don't notice so much about things. (Goes into
self-recriminatory depression.) And I don't know any poets in the flesh. O
why did I read the AWP report by that infernal Gudding!
Martin
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