GORDON PARSONS recommends an entertaining account of the years between Germany’s defeat in WWI and Hitler’s seizure of power
Everything Bad Is Permanent
Emily Berry
Their eyes are grey. My eyes are grey
My wishes are the colour of the dead in numbers
My dying, undelivered wishes. Ours
Would somebody come running. Would they
Prototypes of human sorrow. Protest, despair and detachment
Blank, tearful retreat from mother
Mother, Baby. Stranger, Baby. Baby Alone
People afraid. People terrorised
Banished from (rightful?) birthplace, torn from one another
Blood. Horror. I didn’t know. You did know. Stand up
The Bard contributes to the campaign of Count Binface, and applauds Burnham’s plans for vocational training
by Mary Gilonne
Ron's rages are sincere and — according to his wife — healthily cathartic. But can these splenetic outbursts loosen the grip of capitalism at its most monstrous?
In verse and polemic, the bard points out that he is a poet and musician, not a political party



