The bard celebrates two other fine practitioners of the art, and laments a lost brewer
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Clare Pollard - Yarl’s Wood
Edited by JODY PORTER
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Yarl’s Wood
Clare Pollard
You want a minute of not being
wired to watch out? A tray with tea,
the children playing: hushed, happy?
The touch of kind hands, family;
a little money, security?
Why not come to Yarl’s Wood
to be taken care of?
We know that you’re restrained,
a modest housewife in her burka,
but the dark is wet with torture
and you’re emptied out by fear -
brave the plane, the gate, the wait,
get yourself sent to Yarl’s Wood
to be taken care of.
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