"One of our most promising young talents, Jay Bernard writes powerful and sensuous scenes from the metropolis: a teenager flies like a moth, a woman with scissors sings bees. Disturbing, joyous and always surprising.” – Pascale Petit.

These hands have Moulded monuments, created crafts, healed hearts. Khosi Xaba, from 'These Hands'

That self-same stuff which erst proud empires swayed, of which the conquerers of the world were made. - Hannah More 'Slavery: A Poem'

My subject is War and the pity of War. The Poetry is in the pity. Wilfred Owen

An engraver in short, sharp slashes that go deep. Andrew Salkey

Louise Bogan's art is compactness compacted. Emotion with her, as she has said of certain fiction, is 'itself form, the kernel which builds outward form from inward intensity.' Marianne Moore