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Alan Buckley

Photo of John Glenday sitting outside in front of a bridge. He is wearing a blue shirt and has a short grey beard and greying hair.

We can never be passengers any more

Alan Buckley gives us his close reading of the poem 'The Walkers' by John Glenday
My Country

My Country

by Alan Buckley — A man is judged by his work — Kurdish proverb // His fingers work the lotion into my skin. / His palms come to rest, pressing my cheeks, / before he draws them back. I close my eyes // but can't not see
Black and white image of young people at an anti Nazi rally, they are carrying banners with "stop the nazis" and "stop racist attacks"

That red light in the darkness

Book Review: Alan Buckley reviews The Kids by Hannah Lowe (Bloodaxe, 2021)

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