MARIA DUARTE, FIONA O’CONNOR and ANDY HEDGECOCK review Savage House, Enzo, Madfabulous, and Erupcja
Stylist
Carole Bromley
My hairdresser doesn't really get poetry;
he does ask about it but he's into Thai boxing.
We have these weird conversations
while we pretend there's a point
in even talking about a new style.
He tells me about his broken nose,
how the A&E consultant lost patience
when he went straight out and got it broken again
and I tell him about stuff that's alien
like doing readings to ten people
and spending more on a course
than I earn in a year. He's given up
trying to understand why I write
and I've given up trying to understand
the appeal of getting the shit kicked out of you.
I suggest the two activities are not so different;
he suggests a little layering at the sides.
Carole Bromley is a teacher from York. Published by Smith/Doorstop, she has two pamphlets and two collections. This poem is from her most recent book, The Stonegate Devil.
ANDY CROFT welcomes the publication of an anthology of recent poems published by the Morning Star, and hopes it becomes an annual event
RUTH AYLETT reviews two collections of outright political poetry
TONY FOX invites readers to come and hear the story of the remarkable Liverpudlian International Brigader Alexander Foote
by Widad Nabi


