Poetic Openings : John Betjeman to John Betjeman

Poet : John Betjeman : Poem : The Last Laugh : First Line : I made hay while the sun shone.
Poet : John Betjeman : Poem : The Licorice Fields At Pontefract : First Line : In the licorice fields at Pontefract
Poet : John Betjeman : Poem : The Olympic Girl : First Line : The sort of girl I like to see
Poet : John Betjeman : Poem : The Plantster's Vision : First Line : Cut down that timber! Bells, too many and strong,
Poet : John Betjeman : Poem : Trebetherick : First Line : We used to picnic where the thrift

Poet : John Betjeman : Poem : Upper Lambourne : First Line : Up the ash tree climbs the ivy,
Poet : John Betjeman : Poem : Verses Turned... : First Line : Across the wet November night
Poet : John Betjeman : Poem : Westgate-on-sea : First Line : Hark, I hear the bells of Westgate,
Poet : John Betjeman : Poem : Winter Landscape : First Line : The three men coming down the winter hill
Poet : John Betjeman : Poem : Winter Seascape : First Line : The sea runs back against itself

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