James Roderick Burns considers a new collection by Gale Burns and wonders if it is possible for poets to set themselves too high a standard
Of all the Miller revivals currently doing the capital’s round, ‘The American Clock’ is not the softest option for any director, actor or audience to take on. Part social documentary, part human drama, part political commentary, it can feel at times like it has bitten off more vision and message than it can theatrically deliver.
D A Prince appreciates the subtle way in which the two parts of Carol DeVaughn’s collection fit together
It is rare to see productions of Brecht in London today. It is even rarer to see them performed in Russian.This jewel from Moscow came only briefly to London but it showed audiences that there is an antidote to endless naturalism.
Stephen Claughton admires the tenth and final collection from Alistair Elliot, a poet who remained productive and inventive throughout his career
Peter Ualrig Kennedy finds a lovely Irish wit and an evocative sense of place in Tim Cunningham’s latest collection.
By Michael Bartholomew-Biggs • books, poetry reviews, year 2019 0 • Tags: books, Peter Ualrig Kennedy, poetry