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Emily Berry

Emily Berry has published two poetry collections, Dear Boy and Stranger, Baby, which came out last year.

Poem: ‘from ‘Unexhausted Time’’

Emily Berry, 12 September 2019

‘Attempts at description are stupid,’ George Eliot says, yet one may encounter a fragment of unexhausted time. Who can name its transactions, the sense that fell through us of untouchable wind, unknown effort – one black mane?

Anne Carson

Funny you should mention a crow.For years light … for years light eluded meor stayed only a short time … something...

Poem: ‘Tragedy for One Voice’

Emily Berry, 29 July 2015

ACT ONE

[Alone onstage with a coffin. Windchimes]

me one: There is a part of me that will always miss what I lost

me two: They all said the same thing in their letters. Poor little ____. I hope she will be okay, poor little ____

me one: I went back to the burned house

me two: Day of the week: immaterial. Time of year: immaterial

me one: Who was there: me and another girl, also me...

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