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We're overjoyed to share the news that Ken Cockburn has been shortlisted for the 2019 Oxford-Weidenfeld Prize for translation, for his versions of Christine Marendon 's poems in Heroines from Abroad , a dual-language German-English text. read more
Martina Evans Shortlisted for Pigott Poetry Prize
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Carcanet win Northern Small Press of the Year Award!
Carcanet are thrilled to announce that we are the winner of the British Book Award for Small Press of the Year in the Northern region! The winners were announced lat night (13th March) at the London Book Fair with Wild Things Books winning the inaugural overall Small Press of the Year award. We were honoured to be shortlisted last month alongside our friends at Comma Press, Smokestack Books, Dead Ink and Bluemoose Books, and so grateful to have been given this award. We'd like to thank the judges, The Bookseller, all of our incredible, hardworking authors, editors and translators and our team here in Manchester. Independent publishing is vital, and the creation of this award category is a victory for all small presses. This is an honour; we are very thankful. A special mention to Comma Press who were highly commended at the awards last night too - we're proud to work alongside you, and of all the work you do. read more... |
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Thomas McCarthy
Thomas McCarthy was born in Cappoquin, Co. Waterford, in 1954 and educated locally and at University College Cork where he was auditor of the English Literature Society. He has published many collections of poetry, including The First Convention, The Sorrow Garden, Lost Province, Merchant Prince and The Last...read more |
Poem of the Day
Cuddles are Drying up Like the Sun in a Data Lake
Sun is such a hard word, like a boiled sweet
in one of those round travel sweet tins
that nobody wants unless they’re sick,
those citrus colours: lemon, lime and orange
that even without tasting make your mouth water
to counter the churn in your stomach.
Sun is such a hard word, with its ‘s’ and ‘n’
that could have an ‘o’ or an ‘i’ slotted between
for that Donnian pun or a postlapsarian chime
making it harder to give birth to or acknowledge,
spat out in a sibilant spray of spittle
ending in bright, shining negation.
Sun is such a hard word, once part of Microsystems
swallowed by Oracle, its SPARC processor in LEON
designed for space use, a fully open-source
implementation that neither you nor I
can understand, the most likely meaning:
cuddles are drying up like the sun in a data lake
Taken from 'New Poetries VII'...in one of those round travel sweet tins
that nobody wants unless they’re sick,
those citrus colours: lemon, lime and orange
that even without tasting make your mouth water
to counter the churn in your stomach.
Sun is such a hard word, with its ‘s’ and ‘n’
that could have an ‘o’ or an ‘i’ slotted between
for that Donnian pun or a postlapsarian chime
making it harder to give birth to or acknowledge,
spat out in a sibilant spray of spittle
ending in bright, shining negation.
Sun is such a hard word, once part of Microsystems
swallowed by Oracle, its SPARC processor in LEON
designed for space use, a fully open-source
implementation that neither you nor I
can understand, the most likely meaning:
cuddles are drying up like the sun in a data lake
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