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    Eat Or We Both Starve
    Eat Or We Both Starve
    Eat Or We Both Starve
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    Eat Or We Both Starve

    By Victoria Kennefick

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    Victoria Kennefick's daring first book, Eat or We Both Starve, draws readers into seemingly recognisable set-pieces—the family home, the shared meal, the rituals of historical occasions, desire—but Kennefick forges this material into new shapes, making them viable again for exploring what it is to live with the past—and not to be consumed by it. Rebecca Goss writes: 'Victoria Kennefick writes with a fresh urgency, giving us poems that are honest and fearless. She once said: "Poetry has saved my life, made my life. Reading and writing it have taught me bravery and discipline." Kennefick is unafraid to explore bereavement, sex and the female body in her poetry. She writes with a visceral originality. Her poems are rich with physical sensations. She is able to find beauty in the big subjects like sorrow and desire, offering us the finest, most startling details. Her identity as a young Irish woman is hugely important to her, something she explores with intelligence and candour. I have always felt there is nothing Victoria could not tackle. The scope in her work is exhilarating.'
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherIndependent Publishers Group
    Release dateMay 27, 2021
    ISBN9781800170711
    Eat Or We Both Starve
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    Victoria Kennefick

    Victoria Kennefick grew up in Cork and lives in Kerry. Her debut collection, Eat or We Both Starve (Carcanet Press, 2021), won the Seamus Heaney First Collection Poetry Prize and the Dalkey Book Festival Emerging Writer of the Year Award. It was shortlisted for the T.S. Eliot Prize, the Costa Poetry Book Award, Derek Walcott Prize for Poetry, and the Butler Literary Prize. She was the UCD/Arts Council of Ireland Writer in Residence 2023 and Poet-in-Residence at the Yeats Society Sligo 2022-2024. Her poems have appeared in Poetry Magazine, New England Review, PN Review, The Poetry Review, Poetry London, Poetry Ireland Review, The Stinging Fly, and elsewhere.

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