By Adrian Henri(for Bob Kane and The Almost Blues) Take me back to Gotham CityBatmanTake me where the girls are prettyBatmanAll those damsels in distressHalf-undressed or even lessThe BatPill makes’em all say YesBatman Help us out in VietnamBatmanHelp us drop that BatNapalmBatmanHelp us bomb those jungle townsSpreading pain and death aroundCoke ‘n’ Candy wins themContinue reading “Batpoem”

Pathology of Colours

by Dannie Abse I know the colour rose, and it is lovely,but not when it ripens in a tumour;and healing greens, leaves and grass, so springlike,in limbs that fester are not springlike. I have seen red-blue tinged with hirsute mauvein the plum-skin face of a suicide.I have seen white, china white almost, starefrom behaind theContinue reading “Pathology of Colours”

Let Me Die a Youngman’s Death

by Roger McGough Let me die a youngman’s deathnot a clean & inbetweenthe sheets holywater deathnot a famous-last-wordspeaceful out of breath death When I’m 73& and in constant good tumourmay I be mown down at dawnby a bright red sports caron my way homefrom an allnight party Or when I’m 91with silver hair& sitting inContinue reading “Let Me Die a Youngman’s Death”

Swinging Sixties – not quite yet

The 60s for me were a period of growing up. Nowadays they call it the Swinging Sixties but it didn’t swing from day one. From what I have gathered that is also when teenagers began, even though Bill Haley had tried to introduce the term six years earlier without much success, or so I haveContinue reading “Swinging Sixties – not quite yet”