Review
A sparkling collection of crystalline poems, succinct in their observation, precise in their form. --The Times
His writing aspires to the tradition of George Herbert or Henry Vaughan, the kind of poetry that imbues the everyday, the tarnished and burnished, with the possibilities of the transcendent. --The Guardian
His writing aspires to the tradition of George Herbert or Henry Vaughan, the kind of poetry that imbues the everyday, the tarnished and burnished, with the possibilities of the transcendent. --The Guardian
Product Description
A debut collection of poems from one the most exciting new voices in poetry.
Book Description
Though still in his mid-twenties Jacob Polley is already in possession of a remarkably mature talent. Formally graceful, but unself-conscious, his poems come at the reader from all angles, wholly alive to the unique possibilities of their subjects - the sea, the land, the home, the very brink of things. This debut collection gives us the first opportunity to see his transforming imagination in action, where a jar of honey becomes '... the sun, all flesh and no bones / but for the floating knuckle / of the honeycomb / attesting to the nature of the struggle'.
About the Author
Jacob Polley lives in Carlisle. His work has previously appeared in various publications, including First Pressings, and several of his poems have been read on BBC Radio 4. This is his first collection.
