Keith S. Wilson | Fieldnotes on Ordinary Love | reviewed by Ian Pople

Keith S. Wilson | Fieldnotes on Ordinary Love | Copper Canyon Press: $16.00 The back-cover blurb for this, Keith S. Wilson’s first collection, notes, ‘these are poems that speak in layers, bridging the interstitial spaces between the personal and societal longing.’ This sense of layers suggests that there is a horizontal ‘flow’ to Wilson’s poems. There is […]

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Christian Wiman | Survival is a Style | reviewed by Ian Pople

Christian Wiman | Survival is a Style | FSG: $24.00 In his essay ‘God’s Truth is Life’, Christian Wiman writes, ‘What might it mean to be drawn into meanings that, in some profound and necessary sense, shatter us? This is what it means to love. This is what it should mean to write one more poem. The […]

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Arthur Sze | Sight Lines | reviewed by Ian Pople

Arthur Sze Sight Lines Copper Canyon Press $16.00 I had not encountered Arthur Sze’s poetry before and his approach is one of the most interesting and surprising that I’ve come across in a long time. It is almost as if Sze is a L=A=N=G=U=A=G=E poet with images. The images roll out and around in Sze’s […]

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Natural Selection | an essay on Carmine Starnino’s Dirty Words: Selected Poems by Jim Johnstone

  For those who are interested in Canadian poetry but have yet to investigate it seriously, Carmine Starnino’s Dirty Words offers a portal into the career of one of Canada’s finest craftsmen.   Natural Selection Carmine Starnino, Dirty Words: Gaspereau Press, 2020 Volumes of selected poetry are double-edged propositions. On one hand, they’ve been known to consolidate reputations, […]

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Ed Seaward | Fair | reviewed by Phoebe Walker

Ed Seaward | Fair | The Porcupine’s Quill   Fair, the first published novel from Canadian author Ed Seaward, offers the reader a warped pilgrimage into the underbelly of Los Angeles, trailing in the footsteps of lost soul, Eyan, as he flies low under the uneasy influences of pint-pot street tyrant Paul, and a wandering, dishevelled […]

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Helen Pluckrose and James Lindsay | Cynical Theories | reviewed by Ryan Whittaker

Helen Pluckrose and James Lindsay | Cynical Theories: How Activist Scholarship Made Everything about Race, Gender, and Identity – and Why This Harms Everybody | Pitchstone Publishing Helen Pluckrose and James Lindsay’s new book, Cynical Theories, argues that much of modern scholarship has been ideologically compromised, endangering education and progress. With identity politics rising in global prominence, […]

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Aria Aber | Hard Damage | reviewed by Ian Pople

Aria Aber | Hard Damage | University of Nebraska Press: $17.95   Not so long ago, I reviewed Patricia Smith’s Incendiary Art on this page. The title of Aria Aber’s first volume, Hard Damage, points in a similar rhetorical direction. The title is a gesture, a performative, which throws down a gauntlet to the reader. It is […]

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Pablo Neruda | The Unknown Neruda | reviewed by Ian Pople

Pablo Neruda | The Unknown Neruda edited and translated by Adam Feinstein | Arc Publications: £11.99.   Described by Gabriel Garcia Marquez, who might be considered just a little parti pris, as ‘the greatest poet of the twentieth century in any language’, Pablo Neruda has had a multitude of translators. Such a great poet will always […]

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Miklόs Radnόti | Camp Notebook trans. Francis R. Jones | reviewed by Ian Pople

Miklόs Radnόti | Camp Notebook trans. Francis R. Jones | Arc Publications: £9.99   In 1944, the Hungarian poet Miklόs Radnóti was shot while being force-marched from the copper mine in Bor in Serbia towards Germany. His body, exhumed from a ditch after the war, was identified from the notebook in his pocket. That notebook is […]

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Thomas Travisano | Love Unknown: The Life and Worlds of Elizabeth Bishop | reviewed by Ian Pople

Thomas Travisano | Love Unknown: The Life and Worlds of Elizabeth Bishop | Viking: £18.99 That Elizabeth Bishop’s poetry had autobiographical roots, even as it eschewed the ‘confessional’, was acknowledged in the reception of her work from the beginning. Randall Jarrell, ‘the most severe and exacting poetry critic in midcentury America’ reviewed Bishop’s first book, […]

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Carl Phillips | Star Map with Action Figures | reviewed by Ian Pople

  Carl Phillips | Star Map with Action Figures | Sibling Rivalry Press, $12.00; Pale Colours in a Tall Field, FSG, $23.00 At a recent reading, Carl Phillips suggested that Star Map with Action Figures was like an EP; a selection of poems that wouldn’t really fit on an LP length book such as Pale Colours in […]

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Editorial

The last thing many of us want to do right now is spend even more time looking at a screen, but our reading of new work for this issue of The Manchester Review reminded us again and again that poems, essays and fiction can transport you or suddenly refract your immediate environs into a charged […]

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Poillíneascannaí & The Junction

  Trí báis atá ƒerr bethaid: bás iach, bás muicce méithe, bás foglada. Three deaths better than life: the death of a salmon, the death of a fat pig and the death of a robber.                                           […]

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2 Poems

Late Blight The field had spent years drinking rain and pills. Received infusions, dialysis, pesticide repair. Creeslough breathed again! Its scarred mouth opening, sleep-heavy. The field is threaded through for the new harvest, overwintered. The lambs, cloud-woollen, bounce over orange soil to find a new water, frost-hardy. Some were quick-footed. Some came back later, others […]

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3 Poems

All Blue Things I was once a chicken heart; small, singing down the river I was once a standing bear; twi -light claws; rainbow salmon scales I was once an aging man; sat, watching them deliver Our whole universe; dark, backed into the soil And one time when an old skin had rotted blue on […]

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Going Downhill

‘Town please’, Lisa offered her five-pound note to the bus driver. He didn’t meet her eye; they didn’t tend to anymore, except possibly to question why this professional-looking woman in her smart red coat and leather gloves used public transport so repeatedly. Not that long ago a couple of familiar drivers would let her off […]

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2 Poems

Disillusionment rain glints on the copper beech standard cirrus motionless above   that will do – the poem has been here or hereabouts many times and what does it do with its words? where does it take us to?   are these rain glints the very ones I think I saw?   disillusionment can fall […]

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2 Poems

Glasgow Nights The city falls in bursts of light around me. I am falling too. Life in the shape of cars float across the Kingston Bridge. Inside each car, the drivers daydream. Hand on wheel, foot on pedal, driving into the sky; faces calm as mannequins. The bridge simply carries them. She is obedient and […]

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Going to my father’s house: a history of my times

 Chapter 9, Passages: Industrial Jerusalem                                             the cotton clouds, those white ones                                             into which without a word the breath                                             of legions of human beings had been absorbed.                                                                           W. G. Sebald, After Nature                     Map 1, Ordnance Survey map, Gorton, Lancs ,CW12,1935      Lines. In this Ordnance […]

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The Castleford Sutra

  The Castleford Sutra “is it not delightful to have a friend come from afar?” Confucius I. Descent My Lord the Bodhisattva Mahasattva looks down as the obese and diabetic roll along Methley Place on mobility scooters, considers descent, whose aid, if any, he might enlist, his own fallibility. Dawn but no sunrise. Chris Stanton […]

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COVIDeo Diaries #1: TESTING TIMES, by Lauren Valensky

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The Rainbow of Hope by Grace Greaves

Year 9 Altrincham Lizzie ran home from school, rushed into her flat and sat beside her mum in front of the TV. The Prime Minister was on the screen again, gesturing and addressing the country about the current situation. Just since last week comments, research and information about coronavirus had flooded the internet, spilling out […]

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Judges Comments: The Graham Greene Film Review Competition

            On behalf of my fellow judges, Emma Clarke and Jo Wilson, I would first like to congratulate the organisers of this first Graham Greene Film Review Competition, and then, most heartily, commend all those who entered this inaugural contest which has, of course, taken place in the dark shadow […]

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Winning Review: Andrew Key for Fruitvale Station

  Judges’ Comments: Fruitvale Station, a searing 2013 docu-drama about the last day in the life of a young African American man shot by police in the San Francisco Bay area in 2008. We thought: ‘The writing is controlled and intelligent and denotes the reviewer’s admiration for the film while allowing the reader to make up […]

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First Runner-Up: Catherine O’Sullivan for The Assistant

Judges’ Comments: The very, very close first runner-up was Kitty Green’s recent The Assistant, a claustrophobic drama set in a film production office. This, we all agreed, was ‘an impressive review that flows easily between critiquing the film itself and a dialogue about the world it exposes. There is an intelligent analyst at work here.’ […]

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Second Runner-Up: Maddy Fry for The Green Mile

  Judges’ Comments: The Green Mile, Frank Darabont’s epic 1999 adaptation of Stephen King’s Death Row drama: the critic thought it a ‘masterpiece’ and argued ‘passionately’ in its favour. We also felt the reviewer ‘shined a nicely ironic eye on the subject matter’s outdated view on women and race, noting the imbalances but setting them […]

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A Poem by Winston Ado-Kofie

Year 10 Trinity Bunched up on the shelf, keeping to myself. Store is ready to open, I hope I get chosen. The clock strikes the hour, people surge through with power. Rushing, leaping, grabbing, crushing, sweeping, nabbing. Fingers flex in anticipation, “Oh no! This is an assassination!” Strong, burly hands grab my house, along with […]

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A Letter to the World by Sama Sameer

Year 9 TEMA Dear Earth, Today seems great, It’s the beginning of a new year, A fresh, clean slate. It’s a beginning of an era, And the end of an old one. The decade seems bright and new, But I am here from the future; I’m warning you. Some things will change, And horrifically, some […]

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A Letter by Paige Hamilton

Year 7 Our Lady’s RC Dear Future Paige, How are you doing? How’s Mum and Dad? How are the brats? Of course, I mean our darling sisters. I’m doing okay, we’re still in lockdown (week twelve to be precise). It’s been tough, I’m not gonna lie. Somedays I’m not even getting out of bed until […]

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Haven’t You Heard by Madeleine Storer

Year 11 Urmston He sat in his chair, hunchbacked, with his eyes fixed on the pages. To everyone else he was reading, but really, he was in a foreign world where he could taste the words on the tip of his tongue, hear them as they floated from the paper and chattered in his ears. […]

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As the Doors Shut by Josh Cummings

Year 9 Rivington and Blackrod As the doors shut the statues in the town wake up. They walk around the empty pavement which miss the shop go-ers. Scattering across the town as they find the treasure they need. Outside the stadium the floodlights cry for their lights to switch on in the rain and fog […]

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Mausoleum Man by James Tyrell Brown

Year 12 Xavierian Oh longest time yiv dreamt, me Mausoleum Man, Coffed in Mummy’s Charnel home stove ’round your stonewings’ span, You Monk brod in yar cell, ‘tween bunkous sellow stone sainwalls, All hued in Olden Woldic green, by lichen spattered greenfalls. You Embalm-ee bequested: just unnatural light for me; So acid lamps cast all […]

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A Poem by Jacob Rashidi

Year 7 Co-op Academy Some of us must stay at home And not go out the door Some of us are working Like we’ve never worked before Some of us are falling out With siblings, Dads, and Mothers Some of us are reaching out And looking after others Some of us are keeping busy Doing […]

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Liberty by Freya Stanley

I caught the scent of rain as it started to descend from the unpromising sky above. Each droplet of it was so miniscule I had to focus hard to see it falling to the ground. I stepped out of my house and felt the refreshing drops fall gently onto my skin. A light breeze delicately […]

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Chaos Rides Our Lives by Fatimah Naser

Year 11 Whalley Range Chaos rides our lives. Schools, hotels, flights, airports, public gatherings all cancelled. I don’t know what to call this: strike 2 of the plague, a chapter from a dystopian novel, a scene from a grotesque horror movie- no words can truly exhibit the bewilderment that’s driving everyone’s minds towards madness. Everything […]

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