This poem's a great deal like GabbyIt starts off not looking too shabbyThen it all gets too muchAnd it loses its touchAnd the finish is absolutely fucking abysmal.C. Bysshe Bathhouse
there is a Larkin poem that references Villa Park but I can't remember the title
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor WitShall lure it back to cancel half a Line,Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
Quote from: mr underhill on April 13, 2016, 01:21:36 PM there is a Larkin poem that references Villa Park but I can't remember the titleMCMXIV
Those long uneven linesStanding as patientlyAs if they were stretched outsideThe Oval or Villa Park,The crowns of hats, the sunOn moustached archaic facesGrinning as if it were allAn August Bank Holiday lark;