Step into a world of deliciously wild characters: a group of outcasts who have only their rebellion in common. Weeds and humans overlap in this prickly-sweet fusion of poetry and illustration, painting tales of society's outsiders. "One is tempted to say that the most human plants, after all, are the weeds." (John Burroughs, 1881) "Coming on like a south London Rimbaud, Amy Charlotte Kean gives us a ground level view of what makes us and breaks us. These weeds tell tales, biographies of the fragile yet indestructible; and are a reminder that life, however transient it might be in the dirt, is worth it. There is poison here, but much sweetness too."- Rishi Dastidar, Poet (Nine Arches Press)"The 'wet fire' that burns on the pages of this book makes it uniquely attractive. Brilliant, inventive & powerful. This is one book everyone should own."- Bola Opaleke, Poet

House of Weeds

Arts & Photography

Kean, Amy Charlotte

History & Criticism

Fly on the wall poetry

Lucy Hurst's debut is a startlingly bold and innovative chapbook. These poems explore experiences of illness, medicine, and disability, through visceral phrasing and mordant humour. Modern Medicine embodies the weirdness and discomfort of bodily suffering. 'Brutally funny, experimental and fiercely original poetry that digs into chronic illness, disability, and the complicated pains of being alive in a body right now. Lucy Hurst is a dynamic, essential new voice in poetry.' - Rebecca Tamás, Lecturer, Poet and Author Extract from Modern Medicine: Leeches the leech feeds by attaching its sucker onto the surface. the mouth opens exposing teeth, and pierces into the patient's skin. blood is drained to keep the body in balance. if you touch a chess piece, you have to move it / pain brings with it a shame & isolation unjustifiable by metaphor / words become reductive / unsatisfactory / watch as the blood drains from your arm, slowly / the body has an appetite for so much more / guzzling, draining away / delicious in muscular intuition / these sufferings don't make art: they sit in boxes, like cats, demanding feeding / monitor the skin / confine to regulation / this disgusting display of bodily logic / is not a game of balance / but of skill "There is a surreal frankness to Modern Medicine. It lays itself out on the table and forces you to become a spectator to the unbearable strangeness of medical intervention. With darkly intimate encounters between patient and doctor; tactile form; and a delicate interplay of vulnerability and power, Hurst offers an invaluable contribution to the long, inconvenient history of the female body in pain." - Abi Palmer, Writer and Activist

Modern Medicine

Literature & Fiction

Lucy Hurst

Poetry

The journey of grief is a strange one and one not often talked about in our everyday reality of this society, but I know what it's like to dive deep, down to the bottom of the wreck, feel the ribs of the wreck, after losing a parent so young in life In this collection, the sea refuses no river, there is an acceptance of the pain and an acceptance of the healing moments; the healing journeys. To quote Adrienne Rich: I came to explore the wreck', and in this collection, Bethany discovers how, 'The words are purposes. The words are maps.'

the sea refuses no river

Rivers, Bethany

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