Whisper it, but the RS Thomas canon is a mess. All but the most rapt of the poet’s admirers recognise that he wrote too much, and published too much of what he wrote. Collected Poems (1993) draws generously but unevenly from nearly twenty separate books, with no indication of the rationale behind its sporadically vigorous […]
To access this content, you must be a subscriber to New Welsh Review. Subscribe today Existing subscribers, log in to view this content.