…well maybe not exactly cleaning the oven (although that’s what I did when I was writing my MA dissertation — good result in the end, clean oven and MA)…what I mean is that you have to actually apply yourself and start learning a poem.
Eventually, when I had run out of things to do that weren’t learning a poem, I sat myself down and started work. I printed it out when I said I would learn it and now the printout has started to go yellow.
I started by saying it aloud to see how much I already knew — about half, I reckoned. But there are two or three places where I can’t remember what happens next.
I said it over and over until the word ‘scone’ seems to have taken on an independent life of its own…
let’s see how much I can remember tomorrow