I moved on to Carol Ann Duffy's The World's Wife after completing Simon Armitage's highly entertaining Seeing Stars and discovered a poetry collection that was, remarkably, equally entertaining. Also extremely disconcerting from a male perspective. I'm afraid the perspicacious Ms Duffy has really got our measure, guys. And, boy, is she funny - as well as lots of other things, prominent amongst them being sad, angry, sexy and thought-provoking.
By the way, her sonnet assuming the voice of Frau Freud should not be read by any gentleman suffering from low self-esteem. Whatever esteem you possess regarding matters of, shall we say, potency, will have vanished by the end - once you've stopped laughing. You have been warned.
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