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Yes But What Is This? What Exactly? Ian McMillanThe jacket is a very dark, purply blue. All text is right justified. The title breaking over two lines is top right in the top third of the jacket, in a font that might be white but the purple has interfered a bit, so it's not quite white. Below this, the name of the author, smaller and in mauve. The imprint title is in the bottom right hand corner, smaller still, and darker mauve so almost invisible.

Smith/Doorstop, 2020    £6.00

Oi! Come ’ere, you!

Some poems beckon you in; some call to you sweetly from a distance; and some take you by the scruff of the neck and yank you inside — you’re in stanza three before you know it. Ian McMillan is past master of the third kind.

‘The Fallen Christmas Tree at the Museum’ is a case in point. Here’s the first line:

Yes, you heard. It fell, even though […]

Read that, and I’m in. And I’m in right to the end, despite the fact that I almost always avoid Christmas poems, and definitely angels. But not here. Here the tree falls, and the angel on the tree falls, and the angel falls ‘at an angle’ (which, yes, made me smile).

I know you already know Ian McMillan makes people smile. But he does more than that. The entertainment’s a way of engaging you. Soon you’ll be thinking — hard — about something serious.

‘Three Flat Caps at the Bottom of the Stairs’, for example, is a sort of elegy for the mining industry, an elegy of the stark, unsentimental variety. You can tell that from line one, the one that yanks you in:

The mining industry, eh? What a bastard.

Part of the trick is to address you, the reader, directly. You’re in an ongoing conversation before you can say bob's your uncle. But it’s not all fun and games. Sometimes it’s deadly serious and the serious game is football. ‘Lighter’ deals with a racist incident on the pitch, reported in the Guardian in December 2019, and captured on Sky TV. Here’s how it starts:

You see, Sky catches everything. Everything.

‘Lighter’ is a dark poem. And so, ironically, is ‘Lighthouses’. I’ll quote more from this one to demonstrate that McMillan isn’t a one-trick pony. He’s kaleidoscopic, witty, intelligent, playful and thought-provoking. A Grand-National contender, in fact:

That’s what he said in the interview:

‘Let them live in lighthouses. After all
We have no use for lighthouses any more
So rather than having them litter the coast

Let the homeless live in them,

And then (chuckle in the voice)
When the light comes on it will seem
(giggle in the voice) like … like …

They have had a bright idea.’

Helena Nelson