Wayne Holloway-Smith has published two collections of poetry, Alarum (Bloodaxe 2017), a Poetry Book Society Wild Card Choice, and Love Minus Love (Bloodaxe 2020), shortlisted for the T.S. Eliot Prize. He won the National Poetry Competition in 2018.

'Lobsters seems both to capture, and be caught up in, the peculiarly powerful and reckless energy of deep hunger. This poem is freewheeling and intoxicating--Katharine Kilalea; 'Lobsters is a soft-cracked, gut-level improvisation, overflowing with feeling but marked by refusal: anger or grief will not be made easily consumable. Instead, if you want to access the full harmonic depth of this poem, you will have to take part in the performance yourself, to become vulnerable to it, to risk being eaten.'--Will Harris

Wayne Holloway-Smith has published two collections of poetry, Alarum (Bloodaxe 2017), a Poetry Book Society Wild Card Choice, and Love Minus Love (Bloodaxe 2020), shortlisted for the T.S. Eliot Prize. He won the National Poetry Competition in 2018.

'Lobsters seems both to capture, and be caught up in, the peculiarly powerful and reckless energy of deep hunger. This poem is freewheeling and intoxicating--Katharine Kilalea; 'Lobsters is a soft-cracked, gut-level improvisation, overflowing with feeling but marked by refusal: anger or grief will not be made easily consumable. Instead, if you want to access the full harmonic depth of this poem, you will have to take part in the performance yourself, to become vulnerable to it, to risk being eaten.'--Will Harris

Wayne Holloway-Smith has published two collections of poetry, Alarum (Bloodaxe 2017), a Poetry Book Society Wild Card Choice, and Love Minus Love (Bloodaxe 2020), shortlisted for the T.S. Eliot Prize. He won the National Poetry Competition in 2018.

'Lobsters seems both to capture, and be caught up in, the peculiarly powerful and reckless energy of deep hunger. This poem is freewheeling and intoxicating--Katharine Kilalea; 'Lobsters is a soft-cracked, gut-level improvisation, overflowing with feeling but marked by refusal: anger or grief will not be made easily consumable. Instead, if you want to access the full harmonic depth of this poem, you will have to take part in the performance yourself, to become vulnerable to it, to risk being eaten.'--Will Harris