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Wild
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There’s a salty, tangible quality to Wild: to read it is to be swept up into
a world of sea and wind and air, of birds in flight. But in a language that
is both precise and rich, Libby Hart also finds words for intangibles like
loss and soul. ‘When tidings fall from his mouth I breathe anew,’ she
writes: similarly, reading this collection, you’ll find yourself ‘breathing
anew’, immersed in the beautiful and extraordinary landscape of
these poems.
Elizabeth Burns
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