Michelle O’Sullivan
In this, her third collection, Michelle O’Sullivan returns to now familiar settings…
The world (Michelle) O’Sullivan creates is very still, almost but not quite silent, but its salient features are beautifully illumined and it is always and entirely her own.
— Poetry Book Society Bulletin
In this, her third collection, Michelle O’Sullivan returns to now familiar settings — the countryside, woodlands, an estuary — to examine ‘deep-set questions’ in the light, half-light, dusk and dark. Phrases accumulate like courses in a well-built stone wall as she wrestles with syntax, even language itself. Memorable images — the sun that ‘pocketed / its watch and stole to the hills’ — mark her journey to ‘elsewhere’ in poems that are gnomic (‘Endpoint’), emotionally charged (‘The Difficult Balance’) and ever conscious of how faithful suffering is. But, in her distinctive style, she also offers consolations and relief: ‘Not since childhood / have I felt so light, / brief intervals when the heart / knows no grief.’
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