A Poetry Book Society Spring Recommendation 2024. ' The days have no names. The day they count the dead, the day they closed the doors, turned off the lights. We're still here in the silence, hearing tree-talk, the wind's secrets, the company of birds.' (' The Year of the Dead' ) The poems in Gillian Clarke's The Silence begin during lockdown, to whose silences Clarke listens so attentively that other voices emerge. As the book progresses, that silence...
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