Poetry by Mairéad Byrne
I’ve had to replace my copy of Talk Poetry more than any other collection in the last couple of years – it’s walked out of my house every time I’ve shown it to someone – and I’m preparing for the same thing to happen with The Best of (What’s Left of) Heaven. I think the thing I like most about Byrne’s poetry is that it makes me laugh like a monkey (baring my teeth, mad with fear, involuntary, like something being electrocuted) and like a human being (subsiding into my chair, telephoning someone to read it to them straight away) at the same time. Whether you open it on an imagistic collage or a coruscatingly funny interview, whether a hymn to the act of creation or furious, lyrical invective, it’s a beautiful, angry, generous collection and if you don’t like it you’re a fucking idiot.
—Luke Kennard, author of The Harbour Beyond the Movie
about 200 pages