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Lockdown Litany

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The usual combination-

a doctor gone to seed and

a rum skipper in the South China Seas,


in accordance with the author’s predilections

a handsome tow haired young man

predictably on the run from some

funny business that sadly

he has done.


A storm arises and shakes

the bored doctor’s equanimity

to the core;

only the crafty wicked sea captain

can negotiate such raging seas.


They arrive to the transparent tranquillity

of a tiny Dutch island.

Finding lodgings and satisfactorily breakfasting

the travellers meet eccentric characters

both esoteric and exotic.


Naturally, a beautiful maiden arrives,

a stunning love scene soon  ensues

involving the tow haired Australian

on the loose from his dirty deed

and the prose flows engagingly enough.


The novelist must tie up his plot.

The women behave in various unladylike ways.

The story clangs, chancy and unreal.

The body count mounts

as fictional fate  mechanically reveals.


You really have to ask yourself

if this is the best use of your time.

Reading this second-rate novel

by this first-rate novelist.


Even then the ending was uncertain,


perhaps prefiguring the postmodern.



By penwithlit

Freelance writer and radio presenter

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