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COPYRIGHT 2004 The Spectator Ltd. (UK)
In Competition No. 2368 you were asked for a poem entitled 'At a cocktail party'. This sprung farm my rereading of Auden's delightful but rarely anthologised poem 'At the Party'. Interestingly, not one of you described an occasion that was obviously enjoyable. Among the prizewinners (who get 25 [pounds sterling] each) Tim Raikes is the only guest who doesn't feel violently antisocial. Noel Petty takes the crate of Cobra Premium beer.
'Noel, you must meet Hugo: Hugo sings. 'Noel plays viols, you know. Or is it lutes? 'Anyway, Hugo, one of those early things.' And off she trips to coin more attributes. Hugo and I exchange a wary smile, Then buckle down to milk our tenuous link, Spar uproductively a little while, Then wander off to find another drink....
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