Black Moon

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<p>Negotiating the borders and hinterlands of Central and Eastern Europe - with occasional coracle trips or forays to Antarctica for a round of golf - the homesick<i>flaneur</i>surveys the surrounding devastation with the same mixture of fascination and alarm he feels when he discovers the sweat-mark on his T-shirt makes a perfect map of Ireland. All around, he sees natural and man-made catastrophe: the ruins and remnants of war peopled by kidnappers and assassins, feral dogs, death squads, the dispossessed and deracinated.</p><p>These poems are parables of threat, parties for the end of the world; they speak eloquently of damage, displacement and the resulting swell of terror:</p><p>'I looked back at the door heard the lock click, then beyond another lock, then another.'</p>

Autorenportrait

Matthew Sweeney was born in Donegal. Apart from his poetry, he has written children's fiction and edited three anthologies,<i>Beyond Bedlam</i>(with Ken Smith),<i>Emergency Kit</i>(with Jo Shapcott) and the<i>New Faber Book of Children's Verse</i>. Cape published his<i>Selected Poems</i>in 2002, and<i>Sanctuary</i>in 2004.

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