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The White Review
No. 33

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The White Review No. 33 features interviews with writer Siri Hustvedt and feminist scholar Sara Ahmed. The issue includes new fiction by Gina Apostol,...

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The White Review Poet’s Prize 2023
For the first time this year, The White Review Poet’s Prize was open to poets based anywhere in the world. Last month we announced a shortlist of eight poets. ...

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Lucy Mercer
Lucy Mercer is a writer living in London. Her poems have been published widely in magazines and anthologies, and she was awarded the inaugural White Review Poet's Prize.

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Peter Gizzi’s ‘Sky Burial: New & Selected Poems’

Book Review

August 2020

Lucy Mercer

Book Review

August 2020

Described by its publisher as a ‘generous selection’, Peter Gizzi’s Sky Burial: New & Selected Poems (Carcanet, 2019) is more of a waterfall or a...
I forget       some days in Helepolis –  chapelles          of blue peaches         call the foam-line   ‘Men of Rome’ my wheel emits uncertain as gaspereau    
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