This is a first collection from a young voice from Northern Ireland. She has published three collections with Picador, The Heel of Bernadette 2000 , The Full Indian Rope Trick 2004 and Self-Portrait in the Dark 2008. Her collections with Picador include The Heel of Bernadette 2000 , winner of the Aldeburgh Prize, The Full Indian Rope Trick 2004 , short-listed for the T S Eliot Prize, and Self-Portrait in the Dark 2008. She received the Cholmondeley Award in 2010. A beautiful day and not another car for what seems like hours. Her poems are lyrical and rhythmic with a good ear for language.
The Heel of Bernadette announces one of the most unusual and distinctive voices to have emerged from Northern Ireland for a generation. Also in the glass, bisected, out of focus, a streamer of road and a third of sky. Bryce's sensuous and sinuous verse follows the convoluted lines of fate and political divide, and turns on questions of love and faith - the poet's relentlessly clarifying sense leaving them strengthened or shaken. Accessible, moving poetry from an interesting ne This is a first collection from a young voice from Northern Ireland. I meant to let him go but still he taps against the glass all Marcel Marceau in the wall that is there but not there, a circumstance I know. Bryce writes poems her readers will remember, and Selected Poems is one of those books that you might buy someone as a gift, but end up keeping for yourself. New comments are only accepted for 3 days from the date of publication.
This is a first collection from a young voice from Northern Ireland. He stood still, a small wheel of intricate suspension, cap at the hub of his eight spokes, inked eyes on stalks; alert, sensing a difference. Her poems are lyrical and rhythmic with a good ear for language. In its insistent music - whatever dark and surreal turns it might take - Bryce's poetry is ultimately a celebration of singing and of singing out, for its own sake. Accessible, moving poetry from an interesting new voice. We ask that you report content that you in good faith believe violates the above rules by clicking the Flag link next to the offending comment or by filling out.
In a poem it could represent a heartbeat or a pulse. Her 13-line classic, A Spider, is just one more example of her satisfying, convincing, light-as-a-feather progress from curious, slowed-down image to conclusive if mysterious statement: I trapped a spider in a glass, a fine-blown wineglass. Accessible, moving poetry from an interesting new voice. Her substantial new Selected Poems Picador, £14. She received the Cholmondeley Award in 2010. Colette Bryce is an Irish poet currently based in the north of England. There is the woman who feels sick as she prepares a turkey for Christmas dinner; the boys who sit on a wall outside the court of the Bulger trial; the telephone that is 'a hair' between lovers.
Or from way back over the map from where they might resemble a business of flies around the head-wound of an animal. She is poetry editor at Poetry London. Her poems are lyrical and rhythmic with a good ear for language. Colette Bryce's first collection is a book of songs: songs of kinship and desire, Ireland and Spain, of myth and belief. . It shut around him, silently. Colette Bryce born 1970 is a critically-acclaimed poet from Derry, Northern Ireland.
Or simply the lighthouse-regular spark of someone, somewhere, smoking in the dark. Her perfect images are the starting point for discoveries we seem to fall into as we read the poems. . . . .
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