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An Ordinary Woman

Alan Bennett

Anglo-America Loses its Grip

Pankaj Mishra

Short Cuts: John Bolton’s Unwitting Usefulness

Mattathias Schwartz

Smells of Hell

Keith Thomas

Mrs Oliphant

Tom Crewe

Tippett’s Knack

Philip Clark

At Tate Modern: Steve McQueen

Colin Grant

Catherine Lacey

Nicole Flattery

Churchill’s Cook

Rosemary Hill

The ‘Batrachomyomachia’

Ange Mlinko

On Dorothea Lange

Joanna Biggs

Paid to Race

Jon Day

Poem: ‘Traveller’s Tales: Chapter 90’

August Kleinzahler

The Soho Alphabet

Andrew O’Hagan

Old Tunes

Stephen Sedley

Victor Serge’s Defective Bolshevism

Tariq Ali

The Murdrous Machiavel

Erin Maglaque

Diary: Insane after coronavirus?

Patricia Lockwood



On ‘Buried Alive’,
possessions can’t be lost

or found.
They can’t be exchanged.

They’re negotiated

as one negotiates
a landfill.

In the militarised evening,

touts its service
to ‘our troops’. We’re shown

soldiers pinned down.
One is strapped

to a pallet –
ready for take-off?

In the currency market,
I’m the judge

of a talent show
or beauty pageant

in which the contestants
are moments

of my life. None
is good enough

to keep


‘Do words just pop
into your head?’

Some may go


‘Have you thought much
about your legacy?’

I’m a legacy

No I’m not.


‘What do you call precious?’

The precious doesn’t
get around much

so it stays small.

Or it orbits
the same small

a kid
on a carousel.

‘Look at me!’

It fiddles
with itself.

But I’ve got bigger things
to pick up

and put down.

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