This poem is taken from PN Review 76, Volume 17 Number 2, November - December 1990.
The Village
(after 1930's Auden)
Precinct of inbred, marvellous options
where the poacher mends the bobby's bike
and the Vicar is ridiculous on Mondays;
where the antediluvian cockroach
develops amazing properties
and enchanting bastards sprout like goosegrass;
before the inhabitants move to China or next door
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