‘WHAM it hit me. (In fact WHAM-BAM, it hit us.) There is just no denying the arrival of the other half of your soul. Irresistible, scientific and inevitable as planets colliding after a million years of apparent circling. And proved by its everlasting perfection. So, to work, to write, to get it down: the facts and the feelings. Result: The Extasie’John’s latest collection (and twelfth for Carcanet) has been likened to echoes of love-masters Donne and Thomas Wyatt.
‘In a series of love poems set against the patterns of the English landscape he applies modern-day directness to lyrical expressions of intimacy.’
Financial Times
Perfect for curling up with as the nights draw in.
