The bard celebrates two other fine practitioners of the art, and laments a lost brewer
Dismantling the Glory
Jill Sharp
They’ll bring you a long spoon,
a goblet of decorated cream,
whipped up, smoothed over. Lying
beneath, a multi-layered regimen
of flavours, each stripe distinct.
Dig in. Let the cherry stain
the peach, peach invade the berry.
Soon the confection seeps.
It takes a long spoon
to sup with the devil.
Slide each gobbet up the side,
scoop the slurry that remains
till there’s only the smear
of assassination, a lick
of Archduke clouding the glass.
ALAN MORRISON recommends a consummate, heart-warming collection about a working-class upbringing in the industrial north-east
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


