Great Regulars: A poem has to settle into shape, it

can't be in spate for ever. Coagulation, then, is essential. "The blood jet is poetry," wrote Sylvia Plath, but this poem finally, I think, settles in favour of that stabilising Factor VIII.

[by Jean Bleakney]

Improvisation

from Carol Rumens: The Guardian: Books blog: Poem of the week: Improvisation

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