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…