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As apt to channel the confessionalism of Anne Sexton as the red-in-tooth-and-claw nature poetry of Ted Hughes, Patrick Warner’s voice ranges freely from the colloquial to the baroque. Over the past fifteen years, by harboring and honoring such fraught tensions. In Octopus we have him at his best.

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