The Rise Of... - Kent, Aaron
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The Rise Of... Aaron Kent sees the working class Cornish poet writing with no filter, gnarly and mania driven hallucinations that tear into a traumatic incident in compelling fashion. The loosely punctuated long poem follows a wayward adolescent who begins by writing love letters to men he doesn't like and ends up evoking Dylan Thomas' mesmeric 'A refusal to morn...' before turning into the ocean. 'The Rise of' is essential reading, because as Kent knows 'After the first death, there is no other'

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The Rise Of... Aaron Kent sees the working class Cornish poet writing with no filter, gnarly and mania driven hallucinations that tear into a traumatic incident in compelling fashion. The loosely punctuated long poem follows a wayward adolescent who begins by writing love letters to men he doesn't like and ends up evoking Dylan Thomas' mesmeric 'A refusal to morn...' before turning into the ocean. 'The Rise of' is essential reading, because as Kent knows 'After the first death, there is no other'
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Autorenporträt
Aaron Kent is a working-class writer and award-winning publisher from Cornwall, now living in Wales. He runs the Michael Marks Publishing Award winning press Broken Sleep Books, and his debut poetry collection, ANGELS THE SIZE OF HOUSES, is available from Shearsman. Aaron was awarded the Awen medal from the Bards of Cornwall for his poetry pamphlet THE LAST HUNDRED. Gillian Clarke said, of his poetry, "Every poem is a dizzy word-dazzle, a dance of images, expressing a real life of work, babies, love and loss." Andrew McMillan called it "Poetry that vibrates on its own frequency, and invites the reader into its own surreal soundscapes." JH Prynne called his work "Unicorn Flavoured" and Vahni Capildeo said "Aaron Kent's pages made me experience, for the first time ever in my reading, the spaces between words as rips in fabric that let skin show through in its bruised and tender luminosity".