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Pandemonium Jc S

Get yourself a cup of coffee, take this book, and take a seat. The deckchair at the heart of the maze. Open the book. Wild confusion, uproar, disorder. A place of chaos. The abode of all the demons. Pandemonium. The title of the book. The title of one of the seven poems herein. A crowded place of noise and manic activity. The opposite of stillness and silence. The quiet of the countryside smothered by mist, and the stark beauty of an empty fen. Nature features here, as well a disparate bunch. Night-owl jazzmen, rocketeers, burglars, and number fifty-six on the roll of the omnipresent eye. This is your invitation to a sticky-fingered feast.