Working through Les Murray’s hefty Collected Poems (Carcanet). Four or five poems each night before sleep. Jen Hadfield’s Nigh-No-Place (Bloodaxe; above) is outstanding. I can’t recommend it highly enough. And will do properly when my brain’s in gear, via a reviewette. Hope she gets the Forward Prize this year. Still stop-start-stop-start with Martin Amis’s Other People. Very elusive.
Dipping in and out of The Newgate Calendar. Hence the ‘imagined emails’ below.
Half-read Sean O’Brien’s The Drowned Book (Picador). Three quarters through Lud Heat by Iain Sinclair (in a brilliantly tattered Poetry Library copy of 1986). Also picking through his Selected Poems, The Firewall (Etruscan). Finished Geoffrey Hill’s King Log. Excellent, especially the central sequence ‘Funeral Music’.
Just arrived from Amazon:
Sam Meekings’ The Bestiary, which has been recommended by numerous poetry folk. Contemporary Poetry and the City by Peter Barry, who also wrote Poetry Wars (Salt). And finally, Psychogeography by Merlin Coverley. Not really a balanced diet, is it?