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Caleb Hunter

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Caleb Hunter The Poetry of Sophie Hannah Biographical Stuff - Born in 1971 (Manchester, England)
- Both mother and father are authors
- Educated at the University of Manchester
- Has published five collections of poetry, a children's book, and six psychological crime novels.
- Named one of Poetry Book Society's Next Generation poets. Sophie Hannah turns away from the classical themes of love and sorrow and writes more about her own personal experiences. She relies heavily on end rhyme. She often takes her own experiences and turns them into these insightful poems, such as the following, "My Dad Did" My Dad Did Where they have been, if they have been away,
or what they've done at home, if they have not -
you make them write about the holiday.
One writes My Dad did. What? Your Dad did what?

That's not a sentence. Never mind the bell.
We stay behind until the work is done.
You count their words (you who can count and spell);
all the assignments are complete bar one Stylistic Information and though this boy seems bright, that one is his.
He says he's finished, doesn't want to add
anything, hands it in just as it is.
No change. My Dad did. What? What did his Dad?

You find the 'E' you gave him as you sort
through reams of what this girl did, what that lad did,
and read the line again, just one 'e' short:
This holiday was horrible. My Dad did.
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