windows out of the air cold spring
blackbird nesting deep in buddleia
starmer reformed the isle full
of noises strangers stranger than
his self diverse in blood but pasty
milky bar kid turned and turning
a weight on a string plumbing
coleridge’s well tilla & derrick &
me before the film in the grate
the other side maybe nantucket
maybe slimy things maybe
unawares the friend to piece
this to gather at the hearth
his cheeks flabbier his words
stingy to let them eat candy
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Keith Jebb
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I believed Starmer would be bad, very bad, as leader of the Labour Party and then Prime Minister, but he exceeded my expectations by a factor I cannot estimate. His pursuit of Conservative (and now Reform) policies beggars belief and his complicity in the Israeli genocide should see him in the Hague.
Comment by Steven Taylor on 8 September, 2025 at 6:02 am