Emma Lew
A bit of space and peace are good for writing poetry. I like to feel warm, so a small electric heater should be blowing on my ankles.
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Published in
May 2019, no. 411
Judith Bishop reviews 'Crow College: New and selected poems' by Emma Lew
Judith Bishop
Monday, 15 April 2019
Original voices are always slippery to describe. The familiar weighing mechanisms don’t work very well when the body of work floats a little above the weighing pan, or darts around in it. As in dreams, a disturbing familiarity may envelop the work with an elusive scent. It is no different for poetry than for ...
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Published in
May 2019, no. 411
Drive one nail out with another,that’s our only hope.
We can’t live any more like birds on a branch,
because the murderous past never stops,
not even at night.
Published in
October 2013, no. 355
I left anyway, in spirit
dreamed I was living my own life
my mind was on exits, I tried to buy the truth
some nights until I ran out of dark
Published in
February 2013, no. 348