Rosamund Stanhope trained for the stage before reading English. Her poems have been published in magazines and anthologies and recorded for South-East Wales’s ‘Dial-a-poem’. A volume of her verse was published by Scorpion Press.
The sea inspects its minutiae, rotating with an equal indulgence plastic, bladder wrack, eel-grass rejects nefarious oil-slicks, birling them up to the selvedge of high tide, relinquishing coral topaz, amber, jade; resumes its proper office of rolling dead sailors, cold engines over and over in its green looms, with the nonchalance of neutrality; it observes at one remove the blistering...
Marriage, mortality, memory, the onset of middle age and the pressure of children criss-cross Andrew Motion’s latest collection. Should we treat the vivid images and incidents that comprise...
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