In her latest collection, Washing Hugh MacDiarmid’s Socks, former Stirling Makar and prize-winning poet Magi Gibson kicks ass and heals wounds with poems that are feisty and funny, earthy and tender. There are poems about the painful, messy, glorious business of life, and especially the lives of women. Magi sees the brilliant surface detail, and what lies beneath. By turns insightful, intimate, witty and tender she explores what it is to be a fully engaged human in today’s confusing world. There’s her aggressive neighbour. Her guilt over a lipstick. A lamb in need of rescue. A thoughtful graffiti artist. Elegiac poems on the deaths of her parents. A letter of solidarity to Sappho. Not to mention those dirty socks.