odd little piece, picked up from the lib because 1) faith in denise riley 2) wsg on cover .... it's a sort of time capsule of uk poetry in the early 90s, & not an especially encouraging one. there's your eye roll GUY who will tell you that poetry is a quest for truth (I am not exaggerating), there's john wilkinson doing whatever he does, neon mischief, losing me. Also when there is poetry to break things up it looks quite bad. maybe too too dated now so i blame myself. an Unnecessary essay on prynne. another on Olson & the Maya... It makes you almost wish for a new generation huh
I liked peter riley's little borgesian narrative! a midpoint highlight! It's clear he just looked at this & said ok will vibe. hm