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Victoria Kennefick Shortlisted for T.S. Eliot Prize 2021
We are thrilled to announce that Victoria Kennefick's debut collection Eat Or We Both Starve is shortlisted for the 2021 T.S. read more
Claudine Toutoungi Shortlisted for Ledbury Prize
Huge congratulations to Claudine Toutoungi, who has been shortlisted for the Ledbury Munthe Poetry Prize for Second Collections with her collection Two Tongues! read more
Capildeo awarded Poetry Book Society Winter Choice 2021
We're delighted to announce that Vahni Capildeo 's forthcoming collection Like a Tree, Walking is the PBS Winter Choice for 2021, and Owen Lowery 's final collection The Crash Wake and other Poems is the Wild Card. read more
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Poem of the Day
i the lake that’s black in January.Taken from 'Shrines of Upper Austria'...
ii an a.m. running stream,
mineral off the Loser mountain.
iii stepped out the car in Ratten
to a high clear air, „Die Post“, tractor.
iv Wolfsburg, for instance, was a zone of deaf white.
v and the Villach canal, sprayed with weed.
vi I lived on a hill in Kärnten
with piebald goats and barns.
vii I’d go back to Tyrol’s
I’d go to Voralberg’s
houses made from wooden feathers.
viii I climbed forests of mountains
and came out to insects, flowers,
razed trees, cattle.
where I walked the smooth roads
daily, passing chickens and the ridge
above the cemetery.
The Carcanet Blog John McAuliffe on Owen Lowery's The Crash Wake Poems read more Winter Recipes from the Collective: Louise Glck read more 100 Days: Gabriel Josipovici read more Stop the clock: 50 Years of Kubrick's A Clockwork Orange read more PN Review 261: Editorial read more Cordially Yours: Tristram Fane Saunders on Edna St Vincent Millay read more
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