From the cosmopolitan
Open to all
Yorkshire Sculpture Park
To the exclusivity
Of the upper-middle-class enclave
Which is Perry Green
Is it still you
Or is it someone other
Who turns from stone
To carve in Italian Marble
As used in the old classical style
From the quarries of Tuscany
So whose shelter is this
Does it belong more to your daughter
Than ever it did to you
And for myself
The champagne socialist
Where would I most easily settle for shelter
For sure I cared for Cambridge
Where I bought a wide leather belt
To remind me of style
It was more than I could afford
But then so is almost everything
In these, and also, the coming days
