New col­lec­tions Tara Bergin, Elaine Feeney and Siob­hán Camp­bell explore the ways in which play their iden­ti­ties – and become trapped by them Tara Bergin: ‘The Trag­ic Death of Eleanor Marx’ is an exhil­a­rat­ing read, dar­ing, orig­i­nal and very fun­ny It won’t help if I tell you this but it might. I was mak­ing this mask for the chil­dren. I was hold­ing the white face in my hand, its under­side around my palm. I was paint­ing it. It was not at all fright­en­ing. But as I was doing it I was think­ing, This is inter­est­ing. This is like a phys­i­cal man­i­fes­ta­tion of what I do. I mean: what I do dai­ly in my room . I held the face in my hand and paint­ed it. Then I tried it on and said What do you ? So begins Mask , one of the out­stand­ing poems in Tara Bergin’s bril­liant new col­lec­tion, The Trag­ic Death of Eleanor Marx (Car­canet, £.9). Bergin won both the Shine and Sea­mus Heaney First Col­lec­tion prizes for her debut, This is Yarrow , in 2014, a book in which her com­mand of voic­es and abil­i­ty to gen­er­ate dra­mat­ic momen­tum seemed effort­less­ly con­vinc­ing. […]