We are pleased to publish Brendan’s latest collection Do Horses Fly? a compelling sequence of poems inspired by the images created by the photographer Eadweard Muybridge and his life and times. The poems are accompanied by Muybridge’s iconic photographic images.
The book was launched on Monday 29 April in Brighton & in London on Monday 20 May.
Copies can now be purchased which will be despatched within 48 hours of receipt of order.
Originally from Northern Ireland, Brendan spent a number of years in the North East before moving to Brighton where he lives & works as a poetry tutor.
Brendan Cleary is a master of concision, letting the unsaid speak properly. Helen Mort
ISBN 978-1-904551-87-4 £10 plus £1 p&p
Where, the Mile End – Julie Morrissy’s debut collection was published in February at a launch at Poetry Ireland, Dublin.
We are pleased to announce that the book is now available from the London Review Bookshop & Books Upstairs, Dublin.
Where, the Mile End is a striking first collection that inspires one to travel in its pages again and again. Colette Bryce
ISBN 978-1-904551-89-8 £12/€12 plus £2/€2 p&p
orders will be despatched within 48 hours of receipt
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goin’ down slow brings together Brendan Cleary’s poetry published over twenty-five years. His previous collections include The Irish Card and Sacrilege (Bloodaxe) Stranger in the House (Wrecking Ball Press) and weightless & some turbulent weather (tall-lighthouse).
years. His previous collections include The Irish Card and Sacrilege (Bloodaxe) Stranger in the House (Wrecking Ball Press) and weightless & some turbulent weather (tall-lighthouse).
£12 ISBN 978 1 904551 79 9
Some of us stay home & write tame poems about wild things, Brendan Cleary gets out there & captures wild ones & brings them home alive. Hugo Williams
Brendan Cleary’s poetry creates a modern blues. Roddy Lumsden
Just read them for yourself and listen. Martin Mooney
Brendan Cleary might be goin’ down slow but he’s certainly making the most of the descent… Poetry Book Society