The Unmapped Woman

The Unmapped Woman


Abegail Morley

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ISBN: 978-1-911027-91-1

eISBN: 978-1-911027-92-8


Date:  16th April 2020

Format: Paperback

Extent: 72 pp

POETRY


This deeply moving new collection from Abegail Morley explores the altitudes of trauma, mapping the stark new territory that loss leaves behind, where the landmarks of absence overfill with memories, where the missing loom large, casting their unshifting shadow.

 

Several lives and life-changing themes cross paths in this clear-sighted and profound book, and Morley’s adept and courageous poetry guides us through the wooded shades and raw coastlines, dauntless: “Bear with me. I can take nature let wind whip our faces”. From the hollowing of the empty place and the five stages of grief, these resolute poems with their mettle and wholeheartedness, chart their remarkable, bold course towards the voicing of a song, the light of the next day.



“In The Unmapped Woman, Morley writes with astonishing technical virtuosity as she searches for recovery through art. As in her previous poems, water is a recurrent motif and the emotional core of the collection. Narrative and emotion are compressed within the single telling image, and the spaces between words, lineation and enjambment recollect the lost presence from where the poems emerge. George Eliot reminds us that ‘there is a great deal of unmapped country within us which would have to be taken into account in an explanation of our gusts and storms’. If Eliot seems to imply that what is most distinctive remains hidden, Morley speaks in a voice that is eloquent and precise as she seeks to understand what happens to the vanished.” - Nancy Gaffield

 

 

“Abegail Morley is a natural poet. Each poem seems exhaled in a single necessary breath as she unflinchingly addresses traumatic events. Her language is fresh, fluent and unadorned, with strikingly accurate images, and endings that make the reader re-consider the whole poem. The loss of a baby, suicide of a loved one and the concomitant depersonalisation of the self that dealing with such grief brings is covered with a magical lightness of touch. This is a highly talented, original voice well worth listening to.” - Patricia McCarthy


The Unmapped Woman transports you deep under the surface of a life, to places too often skimmed. In it we find the grief we wear like a sweater that "I can’t quite bear to take off because each stitch yearns / for the next and the next and there’s no more next to give" ('Bereavement'), the fragile expectancy of motherhood in which, "I don’t know / which one of us is the honey, which the bee, / or who has the nectar we drink so deeply." ('Daughter Bulb'), the ghosts that haunt us, and the beauty that ambushes us "in sun-trapped dust, gleam like a glassy far-off sea" ('A Rough Guide to Grief: after reading the leaflet'). This collection, its probing intensity, is reminiscent of contemporary American masters like Louise Glück, Sharon Olds, and Carolyn Forché, yet decidedly British in tone. Morley knows exactly what she is doing here. The work stays with you, like "the way he planted a word in her mouth / to germinate after he’d gone." ("The hollowing of the empty place") These are poems to live with--tight as the skin of a drum.” - Robert Peake

 

Abegail Morley was shortlisted for the Forward Prize Best First Collection with How to Pour Madness into a Teacup. Her most recent collection The Skin Diary  is published by Nine Arches Press and was reviewed in the Times Literary Suplement. She has read from her ekphrastic collection Eva and George - Sketches in Pen and Brush at a Poetry Library event organised by Corrupted Poetry.


Abegail is a co-editor of Against the Grain and editor of The Poetry Shed. She was Poet in Residence at Riverhill Himalayan Gardens and was the Canterbury Festival Poet of the Year.  She has been commissioned by The Globe Theatre's 'The Voice and the Echo'.  She has run ekphrastic events at the British Library and the Royal Academy. Her pamphlets include The Memory of Water and In the Curator’s Hands.

These poems confront loss in its many forms with unwavering and astonishing clarity, yet there's an incandescent thread running through every line that makes each alive with fierce and steely energy.


The Skin Diary documents the sometimes fragile and strange windfalls of our days and months; through hard times and thin ice, this journal is bleakly wry, brilliantly focused and brimming with uncanny and discomforting turns of event. 





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