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    Nought
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    Nought

    By Julie Joosten

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    Finalist for the 2021 Nelson Ball Prize

    Nought, the new poetry collection by Governor General's Literary Award finalist Julie Joosten, explores the intersections of body, identity, and love in poems that grapple with mysteries of neurology and metaphysics. Here the materiality of the body and experience have transformed into a language, a thought that resides in and between bodies. Throughout, Joosten masterfully engages with form and rhythm, crafting work that is intimage and perceptive, pulsing with life.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBookhug Press
    Release dateApr 14, 2020
    ISBN9781771665902
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