I will pull down the Gates of Hell itself
- in these poems, imagination is a capability, to use Keats’s word, and not a random goofing or mere word-salad (requires bug me not)
- Ali Smith finds an ancient epic given new life in Edwin Morgan’s The Play of Gilgamesh
- Margaret Reynolds finds Carol Ann Duffy’s Rapture unashamedly lyrical - and brilliant for it
- Brünhilde by Jo Shapcott
- The Answers My Friend, Are Written in This Book (requires bug me not)
National Book Award Nominees thanks Eduardo for pointing that out.
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