"Each margin needs, so produces, its own image of the centre, of power. The most acutely disruptive poetics yearn for, as they demote, the comfort and tenure of a broad audience. Sullen mavericks cherish their trophies. With minimal phonemes, [Peter] Culley's poems show importantly that this cultural decadence, this precarious balancing, this tender hybridity 'of near bile lodged in what humour' is in fact the middle, and is description." Lisa Robertson

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