In an unlikely coincidence that I certainly didn't see coming, my dad has chosen the same poet as me.
I'm guessing that since my father isn't known to be the most avid of poetry fans, his choice has something to do with the poem having steam trains in it but, you never know. Next time I'm visiting, if I find a copy of the
Letter to Lord Byron left open on an armchair then I'll know that all these years we have been missing out on a shared interest.
Phil Green's choice of favourite poem is
Night Mail by W.H. Auden.
http://www.sovereignty.org.uk/siteinfo/newsround/auden.htmlThank you very much to all who have contributed to this feature so far. And further contributions will be welcome.
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