‘There is a sense of things careening towards a head’: TS Eliot prize winner Karen Solie | Poetry

‘There is a sense of things careening towards a head’: TS Eliot prize winner Karen Solie | Poetry

Early on in her latest collection, the Canadian poet Karen Solie apologises: “I’m sorry, I can’t make this beautiful.” The line appears in a poem, Red Spring, about agribusiness and its sinister... Read more »
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