The Art of Falling

Kim Moore, in her lively debut poetry collection, sets out her stall in the opening poems, firmly in the North amongst 'My People' "who swear without knowing they are swearing... scaffolders and plasterers and shoemakers and carers...". The poet's voice is direct, rhythmic, compelling. The lives of others also feature throughout, including a quietly devastating central sequence, 'How I abandoned My Body To His Keeping' the story of a woman embroiled in a relationship marked by coercion and violence. These are close-to-the-bone pieces, harrowing and exact.