Three unidentified poem drafts and prose piece about poetry Unidentified and untitled draft manuscript poem, beginning "When I was born in Iron [Angle] Street // My clothes were a size too big...", n.d.. Also untitled draft manuscript poem beginning "When I was in Devonport town...", n.d. Also draft incomplete manuscript short prose piece beginning "The splendid and strange thing about poetry (sometimes I think it's the only attraction) is that like the act of sex it can be practised anywhere, anytime...". Also draft untitled poem beginning "So I left the poor sods to it. // What else could a mother do?", n.d. undated