Was hit by a one-two of #poetry yesterday readin’ Deep Wheel Orcadia (Picador, London, 2021), a sci-fi novel by Harry Josephine Giles (find their books and more here https://harryjosephine.com/) in trans-linguistic Orkney verse mediating & mediated in nowimmediateurgent language. Boom! And, Martina Evans, “Drunken Driving an extract” (The Stinging Fly 51.2 Winter 2024-25, pp24-33 https://stingingfly.org/magazine/): 10 crafted pages of 14 long line blocks of text, ragged right, with an expansive or liminal title in italics. Each page has a BOLD CAP footnote. The pages all have the same structure. The setting: a young radiographer in high-security London prisons – it feels you couldn’t make it up – unfamiliar with wet-plate photography enters an other-world of prison darkrooms and their settings as witness to darker places. The prose-poetry is measured firmly by its own cadences. Not Orkney, but no RP neither. A journey into hell? Boom! Boom!
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