News From’t Northern Powerouse
Gorron’t train. One o’ them old unz
Squeaked like a bugle. A lot gorron
(Voices like tinkling dreamcatchers
At Wombwell. An it were that early
Moon were still chunterin’ in’ sky
One of their coins fell
Abart ar late it wor. They were all
Gunner work pickin and packin.
To the floor of the train
Zero Hour for them zero hours
Tha could call it if tha were bein
And rolled, rolled, a moon
Clever. No need for clever round
Here no more. Nubdy sed owt.
Tumbling from the sky
Silence breeds compliance.
Northern Lean-to. Northern Shed.
And landing at the feet
Northern Outhouse. Northern shithouse.
Northern rented house. Northern Shared House.
Of the future
Northern half-demolished house
Where I have seen the shadows
Of the dispossessed
Gathering around candles.)
Ian McMillan is a writer, performer and broadcaster. He presents The Verb every Friday night on BBC Radio 3.