Sleeper Wulf KirstenSleepers hide in plain sight. Spies, double agents, lovers, mothers, writers. They wear smiling masks, turn up the collars of their raincoats, write in invisible ink, wear many disguises, and consort with the enemy. Some of them sleep for years, like Sleeping Beauty, waiting to be summoned. Some forget what they are hiding from, or where their real allegiances lie. Sleeper examines loyalty and dishonesty, class and power, the spies who were caught
both from Lebanon
It is a tale of twisting digressions
finely drawn by a poet with an eye for texture and material
Once brought down to zero
Horacio Cavallo and Ida Vitale
her poems weave through the experience of becoming a wife and mother in a collection of considerable lyrical beauty
and humorous
He is the author of 13 collections of poetry
The 1974 party are the only Lions ever to emerge undefeated
There’s my good girl
I am picking up both a boldness
He is about to fly to Barcelona on a scholarship when he’s kidnapped in a bookshop and whisked away by thugs to a basement
