Goblins

<p>A young employee of GCHQ sweeps the internet for your secrets. Disappointed they turn to poetry. Disappeared their poems somehow end up in the lap of Steven J. Fowler then into the hands of a journalist then into the gloves of a less vulnerable benefactor to reach your eyes here and now in this book to be almost ignored as most things are. <em>Goblins</em> is as much a poetry collection as a sardonic belly tickle for the rank underside of our online reality. Four long weird poems each named after a particularly rampant surveillance program considers the paradoxes of life lived in the age of the internet when the line between public and private disintegrates and inexorable harvesting of our digital lives is a given. Sinister and playful ambiguous and precise these poems ponder the consequences for the watchers and the watched.</p>