The Second Person

The poems of The Second Person – ‘like newly born kittens developing / eyes’ – see things brightly. Whether schlocking apples under a duvet or naming dinosaur bones, they approach each body – of the poet, of strangers, animals and objects, and of language – with simultaneous care, curiosity, and reckless abandon, because each body cannot be disentangled from the mess of all others as ‘They / erupt / into sentience’. Toby Fitch In his debut poetry collection, Melbourne poet Jocelyn Deane moves swiftly between the historical and the personal. The poems explore what it is to inhabit a body, without shying away from the visceral and the forensic. www.girlsonkey.com