Book of Tides

The slack-tide is the worst, curled on my sideI cup a conch to one ear, as if, I may heara cough of men washing up on the shore.Angela Readman''s The Book of Tides is treasure trove of luscious, visceral poems that are delightfully risky, utterly thrilling and always close to the bone. Readman''s poetry teems with the rare and beautiful, the dark seaweed sparkle of a particular strand of skewed fo...