What Amazon says
Small Town Kid is the experience of regional life as a child, in an insular town during the late 1960s to the mid-1970s, remote from the more worldly places where life really happens, in a time before the internet and the online existence of social media.
It is a time when a small town boy can walk a mile to school and back every day, and hunt rabbits with his dog in the hours of freedom before sundown. He can hoard crackers for bonfire night and blow up the deputy school master’s mailbox in an act of joyous rebellion.
A time when a small town teenager will ride fourteen miles on a bicycle for his first experience of girls, and of love. A time when migrating from a foreign country to a small town means his family will always feel that they are strangers, while visitors to the town are treated like an invading host.
It is also the remembrance of tragedy for inexperienced friends driving on narrow country roads.
This collection of poems and stories shares the type of childhood that has mostly disappeared in contemporary times. Come and revisit it here, in the pages of a Small Town Kid.
My review
This delightful book of poems by Frank Prem is packed with interesting poems about his childhood, growing up in a small town in Australia. I love history and also enjoy learning about people and how they live so this book appealed to both of these interests of mine.
There are poems about a small child being cared for by both of his grandparents while his own parents work and the little pleasures such as eating home made poppy cakes, and peeks into the lives of close relatives such as an aunt who had a very lively spirit that showed through at certain times in her live belying the prim and proper exterior she was expected to display as a married matron.
One poignant poem is about loss of faith following a tragedy:
“but when the letter for my mother came
in black-lined airmail
from the village of her parents
she wept with bitterness
of injustice and loss and grief
she cried for so long
I was afraid
she would never stop.”
There is a poem about a family picnic and poems about the outhouse, which really intrigued me:
“wide enough
and slippery enough
to swallow a small boy
whole
unless he is carefully perched
on the front edge
as he drums his feet
against the box.”
The author clearly grew up in an old fashioned society where people were careful with things and tried to stretch a penny:
“sixpence
for a couple of pounds of paper
and the news
becomes the wrapping
for another feed
of tender young chops.”
My favourite of all Frank’s poems, a tricky place (the annual fete) was a superb insight into small town life at the time. I am not going to give you a peep into that poem, you will have to purchase the book and read it for yourself.
A lovely review of Frank’s book 🙂
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Thank you, Ritu.
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It all sounds fantastic a book. Thank you for this review.
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My pleasure, Helene, I really did enjoy the content of this book.
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You make it sound lovely, Robbie. I like the concept too. Hugs.
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Thank you, Teagan, I found the content of this book very interesting.
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Great review and love the poems you’ve shared. I see why you’ve enjoyed it. Thanks, Robbie, and good luck to Frank.
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Thank you, Olga
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This sounds like a charming book and rather like my childhood. A great review. Love the outhouse poem.
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Thank you, Darlene. I don’t know much about life growing up in Canada. My mom’s family had a flushing toilet but it was outside. A lot of their neighbour’s had the type of toilets Frank has described.
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Folks in the city had flushing toilets but on the farm, we just had an outhouse. I hated it and it was very scary for a small kid. I sometimes would wait until I got to school to use the bathroom.
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Gosh, Darlene, that is quite hard especially in a cold climate.
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Tell me about it!!
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Lovely review and great excerpts!
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Thank you, Bette
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Thanks. I love poems from the stuff of regular life.
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I do too, Elizabeth, they are so interesting.
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Gosh, Robbie. Thank you. Your review of Small Town Kid makes me feel as though I should go out and buy this book for myself, as though it is someone else’s book that I really need to read.
Thanks so much. I’m quite delighted that you enjoyed reading it.
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I am glad you liked this review, Frank. I often read my own writing and poems and wonder how I ever wrote it. It sometimes seems quite incredible that the words I am reading are my own.
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There is a magical process at work, Robbie. I’m convinced that I merely act as a channel for these things to get written.
Thanks again. 🙂
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My pleasure, Frank. I have shared this to Goodreads and Amazon US.
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As an immigrant to Australia myself, much of Frank’s book resonated with me too. Except for the obvious bits. 🙂
Bravo!
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I really loved the content of this book. I look forward to the next one about the Australian bush fires. I don’t know much about those other than what I read in The Thorn Birds and have seen on TV.
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Bushfires are part of the Australian summer, we even call it ‘fire season’, but you never get used to it. Frank’s poems approach the reality from the inside. 🙂
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There is something special about a small town and their squares.
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Yes, I think so too. Thanks for visiting.
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No problem
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I’m just connected with Frank on the blogs. A lovely poet, Robbie, and I’m so glad to learn more about his book. Thanks for the review and recommendation. 🙂
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My pleasure, Diana. Frank shares some lovely poetry on his blog. I know you will enjoy it.
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It sounds like a great collection of poems.
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It really is, Tandy. I am doing research on the Trek Boers at the moment for one of my short stories that is now quite a long story [smile]. This book reminded me a bit of some of the stories I read about early Johannesburg.
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A great review of Frank’s book, Robbie. I read many of Frank’s poems the last few years. It’s wonderful to see his book.
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This book is well worth reading, Miriam. The poems are fascinating. The whole Poetry Readathon has been a most interesting experiencing. People reveal an awful lot of themselves through their poetry.
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Yes, Robbie. I got to know some people and read their book that I didn’t know before the Poetry Readathon.
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What lovely poems. I love atmosphere. These seem rich in that.
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You have hit the nail on the head, Jacqui, they do have a lot of atmosphere.
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Lovely review of Frank’s book Robbie. 🙂
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Thank you, Marje. I did enjoy these poems.
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🙂
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This is a wonderful review, Robbie. What a special book, for those of us who lived through his time, and for those who want to learn about the little things in life back then. After all, the little things are really the big things, and Frank’s poetry expresses that well.
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It is very interesting to read about, Jennie. I always enjoy historical stories and poems.
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Great review, and some wonderful poems, Robbie!
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There were some great poems, Teri. Thanks for reading.
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Thank you for another great review, Robbie! This one sounds very interesting, too. Best wishes, Michael
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