At the Free Verse Book Fair in London yesterday, I bought more than I should have, as usual, and began reading this splendid pamphlet on the train home. It's nearly out of print, I believe. I am digging me. I am swollen spore swum in the slow tide south towards the shore, dredged from the wildflower of the Thameside. * I am digging me. I am swollen spore flooded across the un-drained fields, stagnant water in molten pools, a roof far gone. from 'Protean Shifts' On a shelf abo