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    Snowing Down South: Poems by Janet Charman
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    Snowing Down South: Poems by Janet Charman

    By Janet Charman

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    This fifth collection of poems by a well-established poet is a vivid and compassionate evocation of ordinary domestic life. Unflinching realism about the situation of women gives her work power. Her handling of language, rhythm, and imagery is sophisticated and skilled. In this collection, the poet recalls her childhood, full of voices and stories, and preserves bits of New Zealand's past as well as her own.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAuckland University Press
    Release dateJun 1, 2002
    ISBN9781775581543
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