News at Eleven: With Thomas Kinsella, who has been

refining his poetic line for more than 60 years, the whole thing has been stripped to an essence, a kind of dry, careful annotating of the deepest physical and metaphysical intuitions. The only assumed listeners are God, addressed in these pages with a kind of ironised prayerfulness, and the human other of Into Thy Hands, the recipient of the poem:

The parts self-selected

from Irish Times: A true note on a dead slack string

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