Böcker av Sinead Morrissey

Finalist for the National Book Critics Circle Award in PoetryOnly for you do the two mute girls on stagewho falter at first, erratic as staticin the synaptic gap between each image,imperceptibly jolt to life-grinning, tap-dancing, morphing into footage,their arms like immaculate pistons, their legs like knives . . .It lasts a minute, their having-been-written onto light.-from "The Mutoscope"Sinéad Morrissey is one of the most fascinating talents in international poetry. Recently appointed as Belfast's first poet laureate, she creates poems known for their combination of keen intelligence and whispered intimacy. In Parallax, which won the 2013 T. S. Eliot Prize, Morrissey explores what is captured, and what is lost, when houses and cityscapes, servants and saboteurs ("the different people who lived in sepia"), are arrested in time by photography (or poetry), subjected to the authority of a particular perspective. Assured and disquieting, Morrisey's poems explore the paradoxes that result when we attempt to freeze our passing experience through art.This edition of Parallax also includes Morrissey's own selection of her favorite poems from her previous collections, published for the first time in the United States. In their variety of subjects and styles they trace the evolution of a poet, showcasing the formal mastery and tenderness that define her work.

The first UK Selected of one of the UK's most acclaimed contemporary poets.

Sinead Morrissey's poems consider spectacular feats of human engineering from our radically unstable perspective.

The T S Eliot Prize-winning fifth collection of poems by the inaugural Belfast laureate, and one of Northern Ireland's greatest female poets.

A collection of poems that explores fertility, pregnancy, and the landscape of early childhood.

In her second book of poems Sinead Morrissey's worlds grow more diverse, encompassing the Orient, the Antipodes, America and an Ireland which recent history has changed and yet not deeply, a country observed through eyes that travel and time have made dispassionate and disabused.