From the very first line, ‘A joy of noise’, there’s humour and revelry in Katrina Naomi’s third full-length collection. There’s pleasure taken in a long train journey after attending a poetry reading: ‘I felt enchanted with ideas, / neurons sparking towards each other.’ There’s pleasure in sex: ‘this honest enjoyment and need’, pleasure in clifftop […]
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