On the Naming of Parts

The Beeb is celebrating poetry this month. And replying to a correspondent (about teaching outdoors) reminded me of this wonderful poem by Henry Reed--funny, wistful and in the later parts, surreal.

So I looked it up and found it on this superb labour-of-love website--a model of its kind. It's really cheered me up!

On having fun with a gloomy Dane!

But since his great enemy was Hegel, how come he doesn't figure?

Thanks to the Browser