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This second collection from Mike Watts confirms why, for some, he is the British Bukowski. But, while there is booze, bookies and sex here, Mike’s is a view from the very British streets of Hull. The streets of real life, populated by ordinary people living ordinary lives. This is the poetry of ordinary triumphs and ordinary tragedies. Sexual triumphs and bedroom tragedies. About as far from the poetry of dusty university libraries as you can get, Day and Night in the Damaged Goods Factory is brazen, humour laden, gobby, unapologetic poetry from a poet with his own voice and the knack of telling it how it is.
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