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Kelvin Corcoran - Facing West


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Kelvin Corcoran - Facing West

Published March 2017. Paperback, 84pp, 9 x 6ins.
ISBN 9781848615236 [Download a sample PDF from this book here.]

"Facing West achieves true illuminations of the places and uses of myth. Corcoran’s lines balance impressively between sometimes cryptic, aphoristic phrases and an orality encountered in song – and in great poetry. Several poems are almost like screens with a critical or philosophical text behind them; and the verse emerges stranger, and stronger, for the incidents in other books it points us to… The overall edifice in Facing West allows entrances by prose passages – often, apparently, autobiographical; also talismanic insertions from other tongues, sometimes acronyms and street names. Yet, these often fragmentary structures develop as an experiment in narrative across separate sections, they work as a book. And in the end, nothing feels out of place." —Paschalis Nikolaou

“If one reads these poems through, they hit with such vigour, such confident strident voicing, such Villonesque bravura and candour and braggadocio, that one is absolutely taken in. These must be careful renderings of this obscure poet. The more one finds out of Archilochos, however, the more perfect these translacings are. Archilochos only survives in the form of fragments … from those fragments, Kelvin Corcoran has summoned up a real, true ghost, made the dead man speak: a quite astonishing achievement.” —Adam Piette, Blackbox Manifold
“Corcoran is at the front of contemporary poetry: the lyric grace of his language is threaded with an historical perspective that raise the poetry far beyond the world of a localised present.” —Ian Brinton, Tears in the Fence
‘Corcoran is a superbly skilled lyricist. He celebrates Greece’s coastlines, meadows and mountains – the tangible, visible surfaces from which its most enduring mythologies are drawn – in passages of bucolic immediacy.’ —Frances Leviston, The Guardian

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