Rich and haunting poems that contemplate the risks and chances taken in life and love. Memories of a London-Irish childhood, explorations of the past, regret and loss, even stark confrontations with pain and mortality, celebrate and affirm through their alchemy of language and wit.
John Fennelly’s poems are full of longing, regret and hope, lingering like the aftertaste and fizz of sherbet in ‘Eucharist’. Often wry and funny, often achingly poignant, they take us on late night bus journeys, walks through haunted childhood streets. – Helen Mort
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