Connie Bensley's poems are sharply satirical, often poking fun at social pretence and suburban pretension. They present a comedy of manners in which mismatched characters are bounced between love, death, and disappointment. Hers is a seemingly small world but one which spans a whole universe of everyday life. Her latest collection Private Pleasures touches on a range of experiences, from kissing, household maintenance, sibling rivalry, and biography to the fruit which is best eaten in solitude.