Jane Angué

This is the sales-page for Jane Angué and her new erbacce collection 'Fruit, leaf and flesh' a 96 page, perfect bound book  priced at £9.95 ...due to the ever increasing cost of p/p we would ask you to please select a button above the cover to pay via PayPal and if you wish your book delivered 'outside France' the shipping cost will add €6.00 (Hit the 'Buy Now' yellow button to the left above the rear cover) ...if you wish it delivered 'within France' the shipping cost will add €3.00 (Hit the 'Buy Now' yellow button to the right above the front cover) ... if you wish to pay in another currency click on the cover and email the poet direct.

Jane has quite a unique record with submissions to the erbacce prize... for the past eight years annual submissions have risen in number and have always topped ten thousand. Think of that; ten thousand + poets from all over the world every single year and each and every one of them judged 'blind' by our team of just six... and yet here is the extraordinary thing; almost every year, the poetry of Jane's, was either 'highly commended' or discussed widely by the team... no other poet has been long-listed as many times as Jane. 

So what made the judges keep returning? We are a diverse lot, 'favourite poets' among the team range from Bukowski to Milton with a dozen others in-between including Brecht,  Plath, Dylan Thomas, Whitman, Pope, Eliot, Dante, Gwendolyn Brooks, Yevtushenko, Frost, Dickinson, Pound, Spender, Owen... well, we sat and discussed Jane's poetry; the point of agreement centred on a peculiar word in literary criticism, that word was 'honesty' or if you like 'sincerity'. The poems in Jane's collection are diverse, the majority in English and some in French (and we have a fluent French speaker on our team)... they range from apparently simple observational poems like All in Good Time, a poem, would you believe, about simply being out walking and stepping in a muddy puddle, yet which, like all great poetry, says so much more... to another observational offering, Fabric, ostensibly it refers to weaving, but again though, the carefully-selected words are soon expanding way beyond the mere material at hand to prod and poke at all sorts of the loose ends of life... honesty... sincerity... and that is why all six of us unanimously cast a vote in favour of producing this stunning collection. We know you'll love it, personally I return to it again and again, one of those collections you just open at random, inhale a page of words, then close again because time is needed to ponder.

AND; Fellow-poet Sarah Law has this to say about Janes collection: 'Fruit, leaf and flesh is a stunning collection in which Jane Angué demonstrates how humanity and nature intertwine in myriad ways. Her observant, informed, and lyrical voice make these poems a pleasure to read – with the additional pleasure of some French language versions – even as Angué finds poetry in shadow and aridity as much as in sensory riches and brilliant details. Her highlighting of the magnetism as well as the ‘crease marks’ (‘Gravel and Grit’) between image, phrase, and place makes this collection to shimmer in the memory. The whole book is ‘plump with lines of thought’ (‘Coming to Light’), as Angué invites the reader to experience ‘all our threads/ binding the pictures together’ (‘Watermelon Salad’)'.

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