Guest Review by Eoghan Totten

Manuela Moser’s Last night, the mountain is a breathless game of contradictions: part dream, part discourse; yearning and sardonic; halting and cascading. Its terrain is an Echeresque tapestry of grey skies, crushed velvet mountains, rescue helicopters, sex tapes and sad swimming pools. Full of notes and examples that frame and reframe experience, this pamphlet hones in on the ways we assimilate phenomena, cumulatively asking of what, if anything, we can be sure.

Guest Review by Eoghan Totten

Geraldine O’Kane’s anticipated first collection is an impactful introduction to a voice that is compassionate, vivid, and courageous. The poems weave between spaces, timelines and identities bearing witness, most often personal, to the encroachment of violence, loss, and traumatic events on places and relationships — home, mother, lover, community — that we rely on as our source of safety, while exploring the impact of this on the fine balance between good and poor mental health and how that affects everyday forays into new situations. Whether micro or sustained, Geraldine’s work showcases the power of poetry and art to enter as-yet-uncertain places and breath. - Olive Broderick