Friday, 27 September 2013

rachel wetzsteon

Rachel Wetzsteon:

Urban Gallery

'When the wind invades the treetops
and the trees agree, shivering
take me, take me, when their
stealthy perfume drifts down to waft
among mortals…'

I have just discovered her and am sad to find her already gone.
In Adam Kirsch's essay he describes her as the 'not quite' poet of her generation. She died aged only 42 on Christmas eve 2009.