is surprisingly meaty. Her eye is drawn to the boundaries between states, but while she's alive to their metaphorical potential, she also recognises them for what they are: transitional zones, hectic and populous. Her descriptions, consequently, are husky with nouns; a harbour is cluttered with "saints' wrack, livings, rot, planking, buoys,/rounding guts of rope" as well as "luck,/light, weather, balance, ebb, flow ..."from Sarah Crown: The Guardian: Fertile lines
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