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    Slovenly Love
    Slovenly Love
    Slovenly Love
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    Slovenly Love

    By Méira Cook

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    Longlisted for the 2004 ReLit Awards

    Slovenly Love is Meira Cook's third book of poetry. A Fine Grammar of Bones and Toward a Catalogue of Falling, both collections of lyrics, are now joined by a fascinating long poem composed of five sequences. Slovenly Love, in its exhilarating renovation of words and forms, gorgeously confirms that.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBrick Books
    Release dateSep 15, 2003
    ISBN9781771310932
    Slovenly Love
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    Méira Cook

    MÉIRA COOK is the award-winning author of the novels Once More With Feeling; The House on Sugarbush Road, which won the McNally Robinson Book of the Year Award; and Nightwatching, which won the Margaret Laurence Award for Fiction. She has also published five poetry collections, most recently Monologue Dogs, which was shortlisted for the 2016 Lansdowne Prize for Poetry and for the 2016 McNally Robinson Book of the Year Award. She has won the CBC Poetry Prize and the inaugural Walrus Poetry Prize. She has served as Writer in Residence at the University of Manitoba’s Centre for Creative Writing and Oral Culture, and the Winnipeg Public Library. Born and raised in Johannesburg, South Africa, she now lives in Winnipeg.

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