About the poet
Olive Senior is a singularly original writer with a genius for re-inhabiting and recreating the...
You think I’ve stayed home all my life,
moving at snail’s pace, sneakily living off
another’s labour? You think I’ve nought
to leave behind but empty shell? Come:
study me. Take my chambered shell apart.
Brace yourself for whirlwinds
coiled at my heart.
from Shell(Insomniac Press, 2007), copyright© Olive Senior 2007, used by permission of the author and the publisher.
Olive Senior Reading from her Poems