Peter Redgrove (1932–2003)

How comfortable are you in your skin? A dense allegory concerning gender, witchcraft, weeping wounds, the Dionysian and the Appollonian. And, an Einsteinian evolution of the theory of monads. A fun read that could fuel many lively conversations on diverse topics.

The three male, British poets in this classic collection are all quite distinguished (D.M. Thomas is better known as a novelist than a poet; Scottish writer D.M. Black is a well-known psychotherapist in his day-job), but maybe I was reading it at the wrong moment, none of them really grabbed me. The pieces included here from Black and Redgrove are mainly in a surrealist vein, something that perhaps worked better in 1968 than half a century later, and the same probably goes for D M Thomas's show more science-fiction lyrics. Very David Bowie...

I quite enjoyed Black's long poem "Without equipment", which slides into nonsense language and then back to normal speech, and Redgrove's Wordsworthian lyric, "The Force", but there wasn't much else that stuck with me on a first reading. show less

This is an interesting book about examining the patterns in your life and using them to greater good. The more you know about yourself the more you can do with the changes in your moods and maybe map your life to suit rather than trying to medicate your body to suit your life. Not that they decry medication but they point out that sometimes they have seen interesting results when people look at the why of their dreams or imagery in their life and respond to them. It sometimes comes across as show more a little simplistic in the "Women" and "Men" responses but it's an interesting read to think about.

It's a book to read and think about and probably to reject a lot of ideas from but it made me think and it made me look at the menstrual cycle through different eyes, which can't be all bad. show less

A 6-panel leaflet containing just one poem