Review: Music at Midnight by John Drury
Kathleen McPhilemy reviews Music at Midnight: The Life and Poetry of George Herbert by John Drury, Allen Lane (London 2013) Hbk. 416 pages. £25. Towards the end of Music at Midnight, John Drury explores the...
Kathleen McPhilemy reviews Music at Midnight: The Life and Poetry of George Herbert by John Drury, Allen Lane (London 2013) Hbk. 416 pages. £25. Towards the end of Music at Midnight, John Drury explores the...
Hoofbeat heartbeat metric in the veins where is the pulse that drove me on half-leaping half-lurching from line to line fetching up against a cluster of consonants freed by a sudden unasked for rhyme anger...
Kathleen McPhilemy reviews Sonnets to Orpheus by Rainer Maria Rilke, translated by Martyn Crucefix, Enitharmon (London 2012). Pbk. 142 pages. £9.99. Martyn Crucefix’s translation of Rilke’s Sonnets to Orpheus has been praised for its clarity....
Light snow is forecast for fifteen hundred hours skeins of geese unravel in the sky and right on cue, so light you might not know, snow dusts your head and shoulders. Spiky trees extend their...
The brown-faced boy in the garden is shooting down cherry-blossoms; like tiny perfections of marble they fall to the ground and shatter. The bare-foot boy in the garden has walked here on a path of...
Jane Duran’s latest collection, Graceline, is a quiet book. The poet returns to her childhood in an attempt to place herself in her personal and wider history by returning to her childhood journey from New...
Lynne Wycherley is a poet of substance and her third collection is to be welcomed. Wycherley describes herself as ‘eco’ and her poetry combines a concern for the world, or even the universe, with a...
Daphne Gloag’s work is new to me but I was impressed by her technical skill. She acknowledges Mimi Khalvati as a mentor and this influence can be seen in the movement of her lines and,...
The word ‘spiritual’, on the blurb of William Oxley’s new collection, Sunlight in a Champagne Glass, initially made me uneasy. However, as I read through this collection and Danielle Hope’s Giraffe Under a Grey Sky,...
Why would a poet spend eleven years writing about a region she had never seen? Because she needs a country of the mind, where she can explore imagination beyond her personal limits. Dilys Wood’s collection,...