When night falls my bed is an air balloon. I sail through the slipsiverse, close by the moon. I float above treetops where fluttertufts are sleepingAnd flowering hills where... Læs mere
When night falls my bed is an air balloon. I sail through the slipsiverse, close by the moon. I float above treetops where fluttertufts are sleepingAnd flowering hills where... Læs mere
Julia Copus's poems bring humanity and light to some of our most intimate and solitary moments, repeatedly breathing life into loss.
It was night in the village - a still, dark night - and Harry the Hog was sleeping tight. In her house at the foot of Piggyback Hill, also asleep, was Candy Stripe Lil.
The first comprehensive biography of this undervalued writer, who was considered 'far and away the best living woman poet' in her day.
The first comprehensive biography of this undervalued writer, who was considered 'far and away the best living woman poet' in her day.
WINNER OF THE DEREK WALCOTT PRIZE FOR POETRYJulia Copus's new collection, Girlhood, is a book of transgressed boundaries and seductive veneers.