How long does it take to snag a poem?
I thought at first I was getting fewer submissions this time round. I was managing to open the envelopes, read and write back. I was managing quite well.
There is a pile of envelopes on the stairs, ready to post back to their owners, and another pile on the sofa unread.
Robert Nye died last week. He was a poet.
Remember the joke about windows?
So do you need to know about the poet’s life?