Amusing poetry book worth a read.

A few too many hemingway kissass mythologising stories, I cant stand it when authors have pet idolisations they cant help expound or promote. Or did he recently read a biography perhaps, and just cant help slipping it in.

If you get past those then actually … theyres some interesting work here, more entertainment than anything else in nature. There is the british modern culturally confused origin, dialog in here with I visited america, half transatlantic international culture picknmix, and the standard mild and inneffectual textual protest at the state of culture today, laced with enough im a comfortable cockney mucka, the media love my fake class blokey attitude, im ok jack, not to shift into politics, but some of the work has an amusing flight of fancy nature to it.

verdict : worth a read, which is about as much a compliment as you can make for most poetry today.