Murder the Darkness w/ laughter & stories
24 pgs. $8, numbered edition of 50
Verve Bath Press
www.wordsdance.com

Review by William Taylor Jr.

UK poet Miles J. Bell’s new chapbook is titled "Murder The Darkness
W/Laughter & Stories".  Many of the poems in the collection attempt
to do just that, and they tend to do their job very well.  In the
tradition of Wordsworth, Bell use uses everyday language to speak
to his readers about the world around them.  The poems encourage
one to look at the ordinary in a new light.
Bell paints his canvass using the colors of the mundane and everyday
moments of life. Like any skilled poet worth his salt, Miles shows
that poetry can be found in the  most ordinary of moments, as in his
poem "Always The Walls": the anonymous intimacy/ of lighting a
stranger’s cigarette/  in the bus queue/ as rain-swept night waits in
the wings. In this poem a simple exchange between two strangers is
elevated to something more.  Bell’s poems tend to turn over the
smallest stones of experience and find new possibilities underneath.
His poems uncover a darkness as well as a simple beauty in
everyday life. In "Cadaver Dogs" he paints a sinister portrait of
people being mugged as they stumble toward their factory jobs in
the early morning:  I always thought/ such attacks happened/in the
dark in alleyways/ I avoid both of these/ but I have to go to work//
better ride faster.  The poem effectively creates an air of urban
paranoia.
  At his very best Bell boils hope and despair together in a handful of
powerful lines.  The poem "There is  a Fragile Beauty Even In This
Neighborhood" reads, in its entirety:  Somebody’s car/ leaked oil/
which has been painted/ across the street/ by the blocked drain/
bubbling piss /creating rainbows / without rain/ bows/ or any hope/ of
finding/ gold.
  In Bell’s work one senses the influence of some of the better
American Outlaw poets, such as Charles Bukowski and Todd Moore.  
As in the poems of Bukowski, the characters in Mr. Bell’s poems
struggle through everyday life finding joy and despair, and in their
struggle I believe many  a reader will see their own.  Again, the
poems in this chapbook do well to show that Wordsworth’s idea that
poetry should be ordinary people writing about ordinary lives, is alive
and well here in the 21st century, and I, for one, am thankful.
This handsome chapbook was created apparently with much love
and talent by Verve Bath Press, headed by Amanda Oaks, editor of  
the fine Words Dance poetry zine.  As the first edition is limited to
50 copies, I suggest you get your hands on one while you can.