This book is the debut pamphlet of poetries by Jonathan Kinsman (who as well as being founding editor of the cracking journal Riggwelter Press runs the Gorilla Poetry spoken word events I've been frequenting), which is literally so good it won the Indigo Dreams prize for poetry pamphlets. I don't know how they judge these things or what & was up against but to me it seems like it probably deserved to win whatever the case.
& is a collection in which poetic language use is pushed to its fullest, drawing out huge emotional sprawlings; where the connectivities of selfs, others, words, objects, feelings, actions, and the intangible moments of choice and uncertainty which peg all these components of reality together are pinpointed with a deftness of phrase that would be uncanny if you noticed it (which you do upon re-reading, such is the craftspersonship), which you might well not because the headspace these poems pull you into, with an at once intimate and yet detached immediacy, is deliberately kept fluid - you follow trains of thought and narrative which sometimes meander gently, sometimes twist sharp corners and skid off toward a previously-unseen horizon, always providing an exactly right space in which the poems unfold in their self-contained entireties. As such it's the longer ones which I would pick as favourites if I were in the habit of doing this (which regular readers will maybe know I'm not); iterations of self and it's like this are just superbly subtle and poignant as they go on, recursively exploring an amount of conceptual nooks and crannies to a poetic subject which you probably couldn't come up with yourself in a solid hour of coffee-fuelled brainstorming, and here Kinsman neatly encapsulates all these variegations and ruminations in (one would think) impossibly concise and breathtakingly potent nuggets of verse.
It goes without saying I enjoyed this pamphlet a lot. If you want an introduction to perhaps one of Manchester's most interesting new up-and-coming poets, look no further.