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    Poacher

    By Lenni Sanders

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    Follow Lenni Sanders into the queasy and nocturnal world of Poacher, and be transformed.
    Here horror imagery and romantic lyricism combine to construct a new gothic world. These poems are eerie, thoughtful, bodily. They explore sexuality, and dreams and nightmares. They are full of devouring creatures.
    By turns tender and disgusting, Poacher creates and examines different, dynamic ways of wanting and longing. Influenced by magical realism and contemporary art, often wryly funny, the poems in Poacher place strange characters in mundane places – and are alive to the changes such friction and intimacy can cause.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherThe Emma Press
    Release dateMay 10, 2019
    ISBN9781912915248
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    Lenni Sanders

    Lenni Sanders is a writer and performer who lives in Manchester and who studied at Lancaster University, winning the undergraduate Programme Prize for Poetry in 2014. Lenni’s poetry has appeared in The Tangerine, Butcher’s Dog, Adjacent Pineapple, The Emma Press Anthology of Love and elsewhere.

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