One way or another many of us have been producing material during the last year or more which relates directly or otherwise to the situation we have been experiencing. Leaving aside Brexit and the all-embracing facts of climate change the Covid virus has been and will no doubt continue to be a source of energy for writers and artists of all kinds. It feels inevitable in fact and there have already been anthologies of poetry appearing to suggest so. Steven Waling’s new book is a mix of diary entry and personal testimony, combing observation with a collage technique which is very appealing.
ON THIS ROUTE
there’s lots of farting aboutTurning night into day
the sun wants to lie in bedgets up full bladder
rain-packed isobars rumble in from the West
so I wait five minutes at Random Stopten more
at Just Before You Alrightthen flash of hail followed
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