Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Great Regulars: The wretched details of prison life--

"early morning yells/exchanged like ritual blows", the "click of the guard's shoe" that "cannot quite catch up with/its metal tip"--are vividly realised, but it is at the points where [Tim] Liardet's language begins to tug against the reality he portrays that his poems come alive on the page.

from Sarah Crown: The Guardian: He's got form, sarge

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