Many poets are born old but achieve a youthful spirit—an earned anarchic playfulness—later in life, regardless of their subjects. So it is affirming and delightful to find Robert Conquest publishing vigorous poems in his tenth decade.⁠[1] Conquest has led a double life—as a poet associated with the Movement, a loose alignment including the likes of […]

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