Review Posted
My review of Lynn Davies’ Where Sound Pools is up now on PoetryReviews.ca.
In other poetry news, I received Ted Hughes’ Collected Poems in the mail yesterday. I started reading Moortown Diaries, a collection I hadn’t previously digested, on the recommendation of Michael Harris a couple of years ago, and it is stunning. Look at these opening lines of the first poem, “Rain”:
Rain. Floods. Frost. And after frost, rain.
Dull roof-drumming. Wraith-rain pulsing across purple-bare woods
Like light across heaved water. Sleet in it.
And the poor fields, miserable tents of thier hedges
And it just keeps getting better from there.