Letters of Note

This rain of atomic bombs will increase manyfold in fury

Is nature a gigantic cat?

Live like a mighty river

What a hell of a bore to have to think of it even

The differences are really negligible, apart from so far not falling over and breaking my leg

The very time I thought I was lost, my dungeon shook and my chains fell off

I don’t think lady-footballers will ever be able to ‘shoot’ goals

So perfect is my love for you that I am, as it were, still, silent to my very soul

Others believe a poet ought to go to the Moon

If I ever get to be 91, I hope I’ll be as mean as you are

I suppose a skonk had been there or else a hen In the shape of a skonk

I shall always be near you