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Rose Interior

96 pages
Paperback, 21 x 14.8 cm
Published April 2022
ISBN 9781925818963

Rose Interior

Tracy Ryan

The poems in Rose Interior move between the inside and outside of everything they touch, from the domestic scene, both cosy and claustrophobic, to the social and ecological settings we must all answer for. Poems from Ireland, Switzerland and Australia consider life at home in the personal sense: through the body, childhood memories and family houses, ‘a room within a dream’. Wherever home lies, it’s always on borrowed time. The collection turns inward to ponder human transience. Yet there’s also the wider sense of our place in the world, where the natural environment requires our closer attention, especially the things we ignore or devalue when we put self at the centre. Against the background of the global pandemic and ongoing climate change, the book’s last section deals with experiences of home education during lockdowns, for better and for worse. It calls for more kindness not only to ourselves, but to younger generations and our future.

Powerfully intimate and neo-sublime, the poems in Rose Interior are transformative explorations of inner space…Read this book for everything it yields – a whole, exquisite world.
Cassandra Atherton

Ryan is a brilliant interrogator of the unperceived: her poems are alert to semblances, echoes and inversions that others ‘wouldn’t look twice at’, making contiguous what might otherwise remain disconnected.
Sarah Holland-Batt

About the Author

Tracy Ryan

Tracy Ryan has published five novels, and Rose Interior is her tenth full-length collection of poetry. The Willing Eye (2000) and The Argument (2011) were awarded the WA Premier’s Prize for poetry. Ryan has also been awarded the Mattara (Newcastle) and the ABR/Peter Porter poetry prizes.

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Tracy Ryan: a note on Rose Interior

Wherever home lies, it’s always on borrowed time – a house rented from strangers overseas, or the lease we seem to hold on our own lives. Our first home is the mother’s body; our individual space is always enmeshed with another person’s. We begin our lives connected, however isolated we might become, and several poems in this book dwell on the effects of the maternal bond, its duration and its apparent end, trying to find meaning in loss.

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