Description
Fallen warriors, a conquistador, a cat; an 1815 namesake; a father, a mother, a childhood rhyme; a boxer, an explorer, a stuffed Welsh fish… Frieze entertains a host of shadows, all the dead who inhabit our lives. It is at once elegy and exploration. Attending to experiences of childhood and the workings of history, the poet discovers the ways …








Jinx
Swansea Automatic
Ten Poems about Aunts (Selected and introduced by Anne Harvey)
Ten Poems from Ireland
Ten Poems on the Telephone
I May Be Stupid But I'm Not That Stupid