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Ppetry Corner by Reg Starkey

From a Shropshire Lad

by A. E. Housman

Into my heart an air that kills From yon far country blows: What are those blue remembered hills, What spires, what farms are those? That is the land of lost content, I see it shining plain, The happy highways where I went And cannot come again.

Three short verses from two of my favourite poets. Housman was gay - at a time when homosexuality was ‘the love that cannot speak its name’. Wendy Cope, from her poetry, comes across as enthusiastically heterosexual. Declaring her love for a dead gay poet, like this, is bound to make her readers smile! p

Another Unfortunate Choice

by Wendy Cope

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I think I am in love with A. E. Housman, Which puts me in a worse-than-usual fix. No woman ever stood a chance with Housman And he’s been dead since 1936.

Health Triangle Magazine issue 49  

Health Focus in this month is all about travel

Health Triangle Magazine issue 49  

Health Focus in this month is all about travel

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