Can there have been a more arresting opening to a debut collection than Helen Farish's 'Look at These'? Between this and her beautiful closing walk along the Coffin Path, we're treated to a whip-smart, tough lyricis ...
Paul Farley
The intimacy of Helen Farish's poems is of an extraordinary kind: at once close to and distant from family and body and thought. The poems are bodily and disembodied, emotionally engaged and detached, passionate and ...
Bernard O'Donoghue
This is a brave book: it faces up to life at every turn. It celebrates, it laments, it answers back. Helen Farish writes with extraordinary candour, wittily, movingly, with sensuous intelligence
David Constantine
Can there have been a more arresting opening to a debut collection than Helen Farish's 'Look at These'? Between this and her beautiful closing walk along the Coffin Path, we're treated to a whip-smart, tough lyricis ...
Paul Farley
The intimacy of Helen Farish's poems is of an extraordinary kind: at once close to and distant from family and body and thought. The poems are bodily and disembodied, emotionally engaged and detached, passionate and ...
Bernard O'Donoghue
This is a brave book: it faces up to life at every turn. It celebrates, it laments, it answers back. Helen Farish writes with extraordinary candour, wittily, movingly, with sensuous intelligence
David Constantine
Can there have been a more arresting opening to a debut collection than Helen Farish's 'Look at These'? Between this and her beautiful closing walk along the Coffin Path, we're treated to a whip-smart, tough lyricis ...
Paul Farley
The intimacy of Helen Farish's poems is of an extraordinary kind: at once close to and distant from family and body and thought. The poems are bodily and disembodied, emotionally engaged and detached, passionate and ...
Bernard O'Donoghue
This is a brave book: it faces up to life at every turn. It celebrates, it laments, it answers back. Helen Farish writes with extraordinary candour, wittily, movingly, with sensuous intelligence