Ha! And if fortune tips her: Ha! And if fortune tips her hat just so, I’ll have that crimson cover tucked under my arm before the ink’s even dry... brighter than a brass band at noon and twice as hard to miss. A proper bell‑ringer, you’ll hear it clear down the block.
unbiased coherence, the: unbiased coherence, the paramount goal, as blessings of poetry pass me by, sullen stripey hair, unkempt, calm and clad in cozy clothes
Ulysses: Yes, and if you manage to score yourself a crimson cover (on future terms) much closer than quite tremendously a redbrick classic, a real ring-dinger!
Thanks Starward-Led. I spent: Thanks Starward-Led. I spent quite a bit of time in the school library once I realised there were more books there than in our home library. Glad that this has stirred up some hopefully good memories
This transported me back to: This transported me back to my college's library in Autumn 1976. When a poem functions as a time machine, as this one does, that is proof of enormous verbal skill and poetic artistry.