this is no ordinary rapture..‪.‬

Kerryn Tredrea writes about lust, madness, loneliness and connection as if they were the same thing. Tethered to her distinctive voice is a poetry donning worn-out doc martins keeping step with junkies, the poet insisting I find my window of opportunity / and look through to the red light district. Her style is consistent, and as she recognises risk-taking and mistake-making as a part of life, she comes out a sage: everything has / the smell of coffee / about it / and the feeling of / a biting snake, / sharp / and to the point.

- Heather Taylor-Johnson