I'm not precisely saying that a really good board meeting at the MLA (Museums, Libraries and Archives Coucil) makes me want to go and write poetry, but there is a pleasure in doing that sort of thing well.
Andrew MotionAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet
- Nationality: english
- Born: October 26, 1952
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