Rachael Allen (2)

Mostly unintelligible pretention, with a few good bits. Shame, as the book itself is well made and lovely to hold. I might, perhaps, get the latest edition out of curiosity to see whether it's a less deliberately obtuse collection.

Yeah, I didn't like this. It felt laboured, like it was trying extremely hard to seem mysterious and layered without actually containing much of substance. There's the usual themes and imagery of women's bodies, sex and gender, violence; but nothing that hasn't been done before or better by other poets in other collections.
Just a real [sad trumpet noise] of a collection.

Narcissistic man-hater obsessed with her own anatomy forgot to put poetry in her poetry collection. Honestly, it could happen to anyone.