"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.

A haunting music full of subtlety of thought and religious echoes. -- Charles Bainbridge, The Guardian

Peacocke's language is shriven, precise and terribly open to the dead, to absence. -- David Morley

Wheatley's is a poetry of displacement, uncertainty and sheer possibility ... Stimulating, resourceful and often very funny - The Guardian

She has the comic's knack of placing a lot of weight on thin-shouldered words, words blurred by common currency which are suddenly brought into sharp focus and don't really want to be. Beyond the laughs there's great poignancy - Observer

Reid is a poet who lives on in the mind, becomes part of one's inner vocabulary. In every poetic generation that are not more than one or two like that. - The Poetry Review

With walking sick, with curtseys lame, and frighted by the scolding dame, poor Mira once again is seen within the bounds of Goslin-Green. - Mary Leapor 'The Visit'

I'm drawn to what you might think of as traditional lyric poetry; it's an enduring, effective, powerful means of expression.

She deserves unequivocal recognition as one of Wales's foremost English-language poets of the last half-century. - Matthew Jarvis

Who wants to know / a story's end, or where a road will go? - Sheenagh Pugh, 'What If This Road'