Faber and Faber/57 pgs
Good condition
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Between my finger and my thumb
The squat pen rests; snug as a gun.
— from ‘Digging’
With its lyrical and descriptive powers, Death of a Naturalist, first published in 1966, marked the auspicious debut of one of the century’s finest poets.
‘His words give us the soil-reek of Ireland, the colourful violence of his childhood on a farm in Derry. The full-blooded energy of these poems makes Death of a Naturalist the best first book of poems I’ve read for some time.’ – C.B. Cox, Spectator
‘The power and precision of his best poems are a delight, and as a first collection Death of a Naturalist is outstanding […] His subject is those things which are inherent or inherited. What he praises is to be praised in his own work.’ – Christopher Ricks, New Statesman
Faber and Faber/57 pgs
Good condition
__________________________________________
Between my finger and my thumb
The squat pen rests; snug as a gun.
— from ‘Digging’
With its lyrical and descriptive powers, Death of a Naturalist, first published in 1966, marked the auspicious debut of one of the century’s finest poets.
‘His words give us the soil-reek of Ireland, the colourful violence of his childhood on a farm in Derry. The full-blooded energy of these poems makes Death of a Naturalist the best first book of poems I’ve read for some time.’ – C.B. Cox, Spectator
‘The power and precision of his best poems are a delight, and as a first collection Death of a Naturalist is outstanding […] His subject is those things which are inherent or inherited. What he praises is to be praised in his own work.’ – Christopher Ricks, New Statesman
