I have been performing pop-up poetry at the Caravan Club, a National Trust re-enactment of a 1930s queer club in Soho.

It has been said

That I seem quite Queer

I wonder if it’s cos

A gorgeous girl is sitting near?

 

I wouldn’t say No

Not being one to miss

An opportunity if it arose

And she offered me a kiss

 

I’m feeling quite Queer

On a cushion I shall lie

Maybe she’ll come over

And we’ll bill and coo and sigh

 

At the Caravan Club…