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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
These are powerful poems of love, and loss and sex and regret, wrapped up in a tidal wave of confessional. Beattie’s close and honest portrayals of relationships real and imagined evoke Frank O'Hara’s busy city streets pressed with flesh. As she writes in her preface, throughout her days she cannot separate myself from this desire - and what a ride it takes us on. Her art of shutting up is one that takes instead to the written page, and in Bellow’s phrase, demands we become a ‘compulsory witness’.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
These are powerful poems of love, and loss and sex and regret, wrapped up in a tidal wave of confessional. Beattie’s close and honest portrayals of relationships real and imagined evoke Frank O'Hara’s busy city streets pressed with flesh. As she writes in her preface, throughout her days she cannot separate myself from this desire - and what a ride it takes us on. Her art of shutting up is one that takes instead to the written page, and in Bellow’s phrase, demands we become a ‘compulsory witness’.