Deep Lane (Shortlisted for the 2015 TS Eliot Prize for Poetry)

Mark Doty’s ninth poetry collection, Deep Lane, opens gloriously, with a knowing nod to Seamus Heaney: When I’m down on my knees pulling up wild mustard by the roots before it sets seed, hauling the old ferns further into the shade, I’m talking to the anvil of darkness [.] It’s a tricky collection to review, Read More