Pamela Crowe is an artist and writer based in Leeds. Her practice focuses on words and how we say them, on text, voice and performance. Her work has been shortlisted for the 2019 Bridport Poetry Prize, longlisted in the 2020 National Poetry Competition, and published in The Poetry Society's Poetry News. The Bell Tower is her first book.
The Bell Tower. Poems
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- Nombre de pages36
- FormatePub
- ISBN978-1-915628-04-6
- EAN9781915628046
- Date de parution12/05/2022
- Protection num.Adobe DRM
- Taille755 Ko
- Infos supplémentairesepub
- ÉditeurThe Emma Press
Résumé
Acerbic, precise and very funny, Pamela Crowe's poems explore home life and relationships in a delightfully forthright voice. Secret frustrations and anxieties are aired and private fantasies brought into the light, as odes blur into diatribes and psychodramas become love poems.
Woven throughout The Bell Tower is a love of Jane Austen, Sylvia Plath, Wendy Cope and - above all - Helen Fielding's Bridget Jones.
These are fierce, acutely observed poems that give weight to domestic minutiae and put words to helpless howls into the abyss. You, the cloud. Oh look! there you are, blobbing along as if you're best friends with rain and thunder is your dad. Fuck off. - excerpt from 'Cloudcunt'
These are fierce, acutely observed poems that give weight to domestic minutiae and put words to helpless howls into the abyss. You, the cloud. Oh look! there you are, blobbing along as if you're best friends with rain and thunder is your dad. Fuck off. - excerpt from 'Cloudcunt'