The East EdgeHeadstones are sliding earthwards. An urban fox forages for slugs. A jogger disappears into a forest of sycamores as high rise blocks glister with the last of the sun. Follow Chris McCabe into the nocturnal world of Tower Hamlets Cemetery Park in search of the lost and forgotten poets of the East End. In The East Edge, McCabe leaves the safety of streetlights behind and walks in the footsteps of William Morris and W. G. Sebald through one of London's

Claire Pollard

societies and civilizations and how they have arrived at the points we now find them

Although he often railed against the “defenders of Slovene [traditional poetic] beauty” and “the tyranny of metaphor

' As an antidote to a future that 'may be very wrong

This ecological and sceptical outlook is aligned with a deep affinity with

and the things we need to dull the pain of being alive

before this criminal was uniquely transformed into a folk hero in popular theatre

And then 2017 happened – when within a year he lost his mother and became a father and was forced to deal with extreme loss and joy

Untidy because life is

Most of these poems are written in free verse

Chicago and Sheffield

grave-robbing and murder are an integral part of everyday life in a rural Chinese province untethered from reality