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  • Author:agent M. T. C. Cronin http://www.poetrylibrary.edu.au/poets/cronin-m-t-c
Issue Details: First known date: 2014... 2014 In Possession of Loss
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'"This is poetry that goes direct to that other place and inhabits it. in possession of loss has a clear sparseness, almost a minimalism, that is also highly complex. Read as a single book-length poem, it thinks our world without telling openly. As in Inger Christensen’s Alphabet, everything hangs together and speaks the whole though one can’t exactly say how. Like Celan and Rilke before her, Cronin is a risk-taker: she can say 'love', 'loss', 'death', 'the heart', without tying the words to recognizable stories or hiding behind the game of avoiding meaning. This is a poetry that shoulders the big questions. Compared to so much that is written in the English-speaking world, Cronin’s poetry IS so different and so itself." —Peter Boyle

'"As a subconscious cousin to Paz’s notion that ‘we are an accident that thinks’; in possession of loss seems on the verge of asking if the reason why we’re here, is not necessarily a good enough reason to be here? But unburdened of the (unsaid) question, the language resuscitates – propelling itself with an off-kilter energy on a doorknocking process that unsettles accepted norms. M.T.C. Cronin creates poetry at the speed of thought. She continues her downward spiral in an upward direction, agitating the core, somehow binding its fibres into a rope we can all climb to access the compelling view that is her own way of thinking. Is language dropping markers for her to follow, or is it the other way round? Her method is unhindered and elemental. This book is structured in left and right hand planes; a counterpoise between titled poems on one side, and bracketed (though untitled) philosophical ampoules on the other. It can be read as a call and response rowing back and forth between riverbanks of alternate silence. In this way her poetry becomes a transmission, filling the page with air as if it were a lung. Cronin’s work allows us to ‘breathe between what approaches existence and what exists no more’. She tells us ‘all words are coffins reopened’. So as ever, death is present, but even a finality such as this risks impotence without the constant blink of new life. Nothing can remain closed. Nothing leaves." —Nathan Shepherdson' (Publication summary)

Publication Details of Only Known VersionEarliest 2 Known Versions of

    • Bristol,
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      England,
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      United Kingdom (UK),
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      Western Europe, Europe,
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      Shearsman Books ,
      2014 .
      image of person or book cover 5788151206863320086.jpg
      Image courtesy of publisher's website.
      Extent: 114p.
      Note/s:
      • Published October 2014
      ISBN: 9781848613829
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