The Wicked Fairy at the Manger - UA Fanthorpe

My gift for the child:

No wife, kids, home;

No money sense. Unemployable.

Friends, yes. But the wrong sort –

The workshy, women, wogs,

Petty infringers of the law, persons

With notifiable diseases,

Poll tax collectors, tarts;

The bottom rung.

His end?

I think we'll make it

Public, prolonged, painful.

Right, said the baby. That was roughly

What we had in mind.

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/3813257/Christmas-Poems-by-UA-Fanthorpe.html

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/obituaries/culture-obituaries/books-obituaries/5252820/UA-Fanthorpe.html

http://www.independent.co.uk/news/obituaries/u-a-fanthorpe-poet-who-championed-the-underdog-and-whose-work-was-rooted-in-english-history-1677685.html

 http://www.theguardian.com/books/2009/may/02/obituary-u-a-ua-fanthorpe

"You need to find the dance"

Les Murray
"You need to find the dance. It might take a few weeks, it might take 20 years. The poem will say to you, you're not right for me yet. The poem has to dance as well as think and dream. And you have to get the dance right."