Interval - by Lucy Rose Cunningham (Paperback)

About the Book

The poems find Lucy Rose Cunningham in contemplative mode, paying close attention to melody, with a love of beauty reminiscent of the artists she references. This is a collection which overflows with imaginative intoxicating images and sounds.

Book Synopsis

Interval: House, Lover, Slippages is the first collection from Lucy Rose Cunningham. The poems find Cunningham in contemplative mode, seeking to understand: "the year 2020 and the years that follow". The poems are neatly observed, paying close attention to melody, with a love of beauty reminiscent of the artists she references. Interval: House, Lover, Slippages is a collection which overflows with imaginative, intoxicating images and sounds.

Review Quotes

Cunningham's reflections on a restless year of quiet are a requiem for lost time. The poet's experience is at once deeply personal and strikingly universal. With its deft lyricism and delicate, burning melancholy, Slippages is a rich and soaring hymn to intimacy, distance, longing, memory, promise and hope... Just as the passing of time carries us through waiting and wanting, Cunningham carries us along on the crest of her words.

- Esmé O'Keeffe, writer for Times Literary Supplement

Interval is a writing into and through the pandemic; an extended poetic pause. As always, Cunningham writes with a gorgeous phonetic sensibility, paired with a slightness of touch in illuminating the details of the domestic, natural and motions of the everyday, transforming them into things of beauty.

- Marina Scott, Assistant Programmer, Cambridge Literary Festival

Praise for Mary, Marie, Maria:

'Lucy Rose Cunningham's debut pamphlet is a paean to love and maternal kindness.... Divided into five sections, the poem muses on desire, art, loss and the carnal body. Each comprised of lyric fragments, almost Sapphic in their tenderness and succulent language.'

- Tom Branfoot, Manchester Review of Books

'A rich, stirring debut. These are big poems, vulnerable ones, but Cunningham effectively bridges the gap between the self and the world... This pamphlet is a journey that questions and answers and refers back to itself-it is twisting, turning, moving, happening. Phrases repeat and echo, marshalling a wave of feeling and memory into the carefully directed movement of a cohesive text.'

- Hannah Green, The Cardiff Review