In a world of glib and vacuous communication, integrity - that which insists on being itself - must retreat: if not into silence, then at least into a kind of inarticulacy. hesitation. There's a rhythm that stutters, stops, starts again. And sometimes there's a distrust of the whole sentence - because it has left out what cannot be expressed in a whole sentence because it is broken, fragmentary, as yet only half-retrieved. to listen but to wait, as you would wait for the words of an abused child, a battered woman, a victim ...
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In a world of glib and vacuous communication, integrity - that which insists on being itself - must retreat: if not into silence, then at least into a kind of inarticulacy. hesitation. There's a rhythm that stutters, stops, starts again. And sometimes there's a distrust of the whole sentence - because it has left out what cannot be expressed in a whole sentence because it is broken, fragmentary, as yet only half-retrieved. to listen but to wait, as you would wait for the words of an abused child, a battered woman, a victim or a veteran of war. you've learned how to laugh, to let go. And they invite you, sometimes, to smile. dunmore, Observer ineffable, peculiarly inside language, warning their hard-won spiritual insights and flaring with sudden illuminations that are sustaining for all of us' - michael laskey, Aldeburgh Poetry Festival
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