The Oldie

TESSA CASTRO

N COMPETITION No 268, you were invited to write a poem with the title Anthony Young observed of the makers of those great spray-paint tags that we see from trains, ‘They paint their aims with aerosol,/Abiding to the protocol:/ The letters have to overlap,/They never, ever leave a gap.’ Gillian Gain made things plain about the future for include some accomplished versifiers who would win each month were there not so many other constant and occasional geniuses. Commiserations to them and congratulations to those printed below, each of whom wins £25, with the bonus prize of going to Ann Drysdale.

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