Steve Spence " Somehow " by Helen Calcutt , pub. Verve Poetry Press. £7.50 35pp There are so many poets whose work is out there and published now that it’s not possible to keep abreast, something which Andrew Duncan has also commented on in his recent critical writings. Helen Calcutt is new to me and the powerful work in this chapbook resounds with both technique and emotional directness in a manner which feels confrontational in all the senses of the word. Writing about extreme subjects – in this case the suicide of her brother Matthew at the age of 40 – can be very challenging and the relationship here between art and therapy can be a tricky subject to broach. Nevertheless I think this is an astonishing book which deserves to be widely read and discussed. In ‘Something terrible happened’, an early poem in the collection, we have the opening lines: the phone rang and when I answered it you’d killed yourse