From the opening poem in which he recognises himself "raving blessedly/ between truth and delusion", to the closing poem\'s return to "something new and strange: / yourself, again", in his latest book Cork\'s uncrowned poet laureate explores, confronts, ventriloquizes, indulges and, at every available opportunity, undermines the very notion of the self engaged in a writing life - even as he takes on the duties of that calling with total committment.
At once hilarious and melancholy, ea.
From the opening poem in which he recognises himself "raving blessedly/ between truth and delusion", to the closing poem\'s return to "something new and strange: / yourself, again", in his latest book Cork\'s uncrowned poet laureate explores, confronts, ventriloquizes, indulges and, at every available opportunity, undermines the very notion of the self engaged in a writing life - even as he takes on the duties of that calling with total committment
