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    IF ALL THE WORLD AND LOVE WERE YOUN

    €13.75
    ISBN: 9780141990026
    AuthorSEXTON, STEPHEN
    Pub Date29/08/2019
    BindingPaperback
    Pages128
    AvailabilityCurrently out of stock. If available, delivery is usually 5-10 working days.
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    Winner of the Forward Prize for Best First Collection
    Winner of the E. M. Forster Award
    Winner of the Rooney Prize for Irish Literature
    Shortlisted for the Dylan Thomas Prize
    Shortlisted for the John Pollard Poetry Prize

    A Sunday Times, New Statesman and Telegraph Book of the Year 2019

    'Every poem in this book is a marvel. Taken all together they make up a work of almost miraculous depth and beauty' Sally Rooney

    'A poetry debut fit to compare with Seamus Heaney. This wonderful long poem is up there with the greats' Sunday Times

    When Stephen Sexton was young, video games were a way to slip through the looking glass; to be in two places at once; to be two people at once. In these poems about the death of his mother, this moving, otherworldly narrative takes us through the levels of Super Mario World, whose flowered landscapes bleed into our world, and ours, strange with loss, bleed into it. His remarkable debut is a daring exploration of memory, grief and the necessity of the unreal.

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    Winner of the Forward Prize for Best First Collection
    Winner of the E. M. Forster Award
    Winner of the Rooney Prize for Irish Literature
    Shortlisted for the Dylan Thomas Prize
    Shortlisted for the John Pollard Poetry Prize

    A Sunday Times, New Statesman and Telegraph Book of the Year 2019

    'Every poem in this book is a marvel. Taken all together they make up a work of almost miraculous depth and beauty' Sally Rooney

    'A poetry debut fit to compare with Seamus Heaney. This wonderful long poem is up there with the greats' Sunday Times

    When Stephen Sexton was young, video games were a way to slip through the looking glass; to be in two places at once; to be two people at once. In these poems about the death of his mother, this moving, otherworldly narrative takes us through the levels of Super Mario World, whose flowered landscapes bleed into our world, and ours, strange with loss, bleed into it. His remarkable debut is a daring exploration of memory, grief and the necessity of the unreal.