Well Known and Well Loved
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|One night a year or two back, when I was delivering pizzas, I called at a house where some kind of cultural occasion was in progress, accompanied by generous quantities of wine, and as I handed the pizzas over, a young woman swept up to me and imperiously demanded "a poem". This is the one I gave her and the assembled company. It was a good pizza, and I hope they recovered quickly enough to eat it before it chilled.|
A R D Fairburn
This one is for John, who warmed us all with his life, and died last year at 49. He bought his copy of Rex's poems when I finally insisted he return mine.