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Bill Lewis - Three Poems

Bill Lewis Magpies Good morning to you Captain I hope you and your good lady And your young ones are well. Dressed so fine in your Dominican Inquisitor's livery, except of course Those blacks are not as black as they First seem. In a good light, those deep Blues and that iridescent emerald tail Catching sunlight as it bobs to keep Your balance on the branch. I wonder what theology of rainbows You understand, what meteorological Magic is at your command? You answer with a cacophony ofcroaks That make even crows sound like robins: Six is for the devil and seven's for god One of them is even the other is odd But I won't tell you which is which Unless you're a gypsy, a fox or a witch. Jackdaws Nimble and quick and a bit of a lad. No need to jump a candlestick as Our feathers are already sco

Review - "Our Tan" by Rod Madocks

Alan Baker “Our Tan: Memoir of a Destroyed Life” by Rod Madocks, pub. Shoestring Press. 218pp. This book is about Tania Blair (our Tan) a woman with two young children in the desperately deprived town of Peterlee, County Durham. She survives two abusive male partners, is devoted to her kids, but relies increasingly on alcohol to cope with the pressures of life. She has her father and stepmother nearby in the Yorkshire Dales, affluent, articulate and caring people who provided support for their daughter and stepped in to help Tania when her dependency on drink threatened to overwhelm her. And then Social Services get involved. Quite simply, they destroy Tania's life; the way in which they do so, and what it reveals about Britain today, is the subject of this book. But this is no sociological study. Madocks had known Tania since girlhood and was close friends with her parents. He portrays her as a rounded, fully human person. Some of the most poignant parts of the