A lash of last words

Ian Rockel’s poems are spiced with dreams and apocalyptic visions of this life and the next — where we may be bound if we’re lucky, despite the indifference of many towards the parlous state of our planet.

Is Ian writing from here or from the hereafter? — it’s sometimes hard to tell. What brings us back to earth are seasonings of surrealist humour and irony, and the sense that beneath it all lies deep compassion for family, friends, humanity itself.