Jane Clarke’s first volume of poetry, The River, has recently been published by Bloodaxe. It is a memorable collection of poems, which explore the poet’s subtle responses to growing up on a small farm in the west of Ireland.
The volume opens with a quotation from the early Greek philosopher Heraclitus: “We cannot step twice into the same river, nor touch mortal substance twice in the same condition. By the speed of its changes it scatters and gathers again.”
Heraclitus’ darting insight into time holds the volume together, for the poems celebrate both the scattering and the ...
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