GORDON PARSONS appreciates fine performances and a feel for ambiguity, but misses the music of the dialogue
Employment
Catherine Ormell
When I am scuffing my good shoes
on the edge of the kerb,
in the discouraging rain and dark,
I can see deep into the post-industrial office building,
and watch workers gliding
between photocopiers.
And though I can’t quite make-out…
they seem to be luxuriant in paper
and carrying earthenware mugs
to tortoiseshell desks.
Particularly, on floor three,
these people look friendly,
they rise above this prosy street.
Four o'clock is plainly a lull.
It can't be so onerous can it?
Or, not as wearying as,
carrying the afternoon about,
your body cupped round it,
protecting its flicker,
protesting its expiry.
The bard invites readers to a gig, raps for Clacton, and lays out the Burnham-Hurzeler conundrum
TONY BURKE talks to Garth Cartwright author of Princes Amongst Men — Journeys With Romani Gypsy Musicians
ALAN MORRISON recommends a consummate, heart-warming collection about a working-class upbringing in the industrial north-east
ANDY CROFT welcomes the publication of an anthology of recent poems published by the Morning Star, and hopes it becomes an annual event


