"'So you want to apply for the most poisonous job in poetry,' Judith Palmer, director of the Poetry Society, says when we meet at the society's cafe in Covent Garden. Put that way, it doesn't sound very enticing, but, yes, I have indeed decided to throw my battered beret into the ring when Oxford University re-runs the election for the professorship of poetry, which descended into farce last week when the victorious candidate, Ruth Padel, resigned after being implicated in a smear campaign against rival Derek Walcott."
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