Please Don't Bomb the Ghost of My Brother by Julian Stannard Rebecca Watts A gasp of air

A gasp of air

But he also made poems which show he was capable of concern for others

It is a story of where we come from

“Landscape-oriented” in every sense

Watts finds new ways of negotiating the complex territories of our physical and emotional worlds

Please Don't Bomb the Ghost of My Brother by Julian Stannard Rebecca Watts A gasp of airJulian Stannard has been described as the poet of cabaret. His poems sing and weep in equal measure; a poetry of wretchedness and hilarity, of discombobulation and the bizarre. In his new collection a dead brother returns on a white horse, a musical stag slips off to New York, the Kray Twins reappear, a summer pudding is carried across a heath, a pair of buttocks escapes their owner, a couple makes love on a rain soaked stoop, the Mongols catapult