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New Prose Tom Kelly's Sorry
New Reviews Dave Russell on James Joyce
Dave Russell on Duane Voorhees' Gift – God Runs Through All These Rooms
Felix Cassiel on Victoria Bean's Liberties
Felix Cassiel on Richard Skinner's Terrace
Felix Cassiel on Francis Combes' If The Symptoms Persist
Felix Cassiel on Goran Simić's New and Selected Sorrows
Alan Morrison on Amir Darwish's Dear Refugee and Fiona Sinclair's Slow Burner
Alan Morrison on Stephen Sawyer's There Will Be No Miracles Here
Alan Morrison on Bernard Saint's Roma and Michael Crowley's First Fleet
Leon Brown on Mike Leigh's Peterloo (2018)
Jenny Farrell's Marxist Reading of Wuthering Heights
New Fred Russell on The Roots of Racism
New Marx & Morry David Betteridge on reading Karl Marx
Alan Morrison on Andy Croft's Letters To Randall Swingler
Alan Morrison on Ian Parks' Citizens
Dave Russell on Stevie James' A Lonely Man Circling the Earth
Kevin Saving on A Quiet Passion, Deaths of the Poets and The Bughouse:
the poetry, politics and madness of Ezra Pound
Reviews Alan Morrison on Bruce Harris's Kaleidoscope
Alan Morrison on Andy Willoughby's Between Stations
Alan Morrison on Larry Beckett's Paul Bunyan
Kevin Saving on Louis MacNeice's 'The Sunlight on the Garden' and
Chidiock Tichborne's 'Tichborne's Elegy'
Reviews Alan Morrison on Barry Tebb's Collected Poems 1964-2016
Alan Morrison on Paul van Ostaijen's Occupied City
Dave Russell on Wendy Young's The Dream of Somewhere Else    
New Poems Tom Kelly, Roger Ettenfield, Douglas Penick, Stephen Kingsnorth, Tanner,
Rudy Baron, Steve Pottinger, Ilhem Issaoui, Alan Price, Fiona Sinclair, Ken Simpson, Sam Silva,
Jim Morris, Keith Armstrong Eduard Schmidt-Zorner, Rachel Hegarty, Liam O'Neill, Alan O'Brien,
Fred Johnston, David Butler, Moya Roddy, Michael Lee Johnson, Patrick Bolger, Francis Devine,
Alan Weadick, Andrew Barnes, Bernard Saint, Michael H. Brownstein, Keith Moul


it is wrong ... to imagine that the currently fashionable and approved constitutes the work of permanent importance  Alan Bold (1970)

Modern English polite society...
seems to me as corrupt as consciousness of culture and absence of honesty can make it. A canting, lie-loving, fact-hating, scribbling, chattering, wealth-hunting, pleasure-hunting, celebrity-hunting mob 
George Bernard Shaw
 An Unsocial Socialist (1883)

The want of poetical power is the impelling force in the case of most versifiers. They would fain be poets, and imagine that the best way is to try to write poetry and to publish what they write. They will never see their mistake. Equus asinus still believes that the possession of an organ of noise is sufficient, with a little practice, to enable him to sing like a nightingale. 
John Davidson (1857 – 1909)