A Manhattan Project

The Manhattan Review (founded and edited by poet Philip Fried) is one of the best serious little magazines for poetry in America - and one of the only ones to that keep its finger on the pulse of contemporary British poetry.

Its latest issue, Fall/Winter 2006-7 (vol. 12, no. 2) features poems and/or translations by marvellous poets such as Mahmoud Darwish, Marilyn Hacker, Polly Clark, Pascale Petit, W.N. Herbert, Yang Lian, Penelope Shuttle, Ruth Fainlight, Hal Sirowitz, and many more.

It also has a review of the Oxfam CD, Life Lines, which I edited this summer and which has so far sold over five thousand copies since its launch four months ago.

The reviewer, Frank Beck, says: "it is hard to imagine how anyone with an interest in poetry in English could fail to find this recording fascinating."

To order this essential CD online, go to the link below:

http://www.oxfam.org.uk/shop/online/poetry.htm

To learn more about The Manhattan Review and order it, go to:

http://www.themanhattanreview.com/about.html

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