Description
Recipient of the Nobel Prize in Literature 2020
Loiuse Gluck has long practised poetry as a species of clairvoyance. She began as Cassandra, at a distance, in league with the immortal; to read her books sequentially is to chart the oracle’s metamorphosis into unwilling vessel, reckless, mortal and crude. The Seven Ages is Gluck’s ninth book, her strangest and most bold. In it she stares down her own death, and, in so doing, forces endless superimpositions of the possible on the impossible – an act that simultaneously defied and embraces the inevitable, and is, finally, mimetic. Over and over, at each wild leap or transformation, flames shoot up at the reader’s spine.







My First Mr. Men Nursery Rhymes
River Lane
Selected Poetry
Somewhere Else Entirely
The Range of Your Amazing Nothing
The Tamarit Poems
Comic Poems
Spiritlands
Bridge 116
Let Us Compare Mythologies
The 'White City'
Five Poems About Teachers
Words the Turtle Taught Me
Strong in the Rain
Short Days, Long Shadows
Being Alive
Centres of Cataclysm
A Colomber in the House of Poesy