is Todd Swift’s latest trip to the world of desire and retro style, sometimes Lynchian in scope.
Rhetorically wild at heart, these onrushing poems of religion,
marriage, sex and phantasy establish Swift as one of the
auteurs of contemporary English poetry. His 33-year-oeuvre
is now, more than anything, its own cinematic universe
of replicated tropes, fetishes, words and allusions. This
could be a psychobiography dreamt up by Freud.
Over it all looms the year 2016: the deaths of Bowie and
Cohen, and Trump’s rise – but the crowning achievement here
may be the poems celebrating recent books by Denise Riley
and Derek Mahon, who each create a ‘bridge of eloquence’.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
is the Montreal-born,
British founder-director of Eyewear
Publishing, based in London and now in its
6th year. His own poems are ‘selected’ by Salmon
in Ireland and Marick in the USA.
Swift is the
Orson Welles of
– Mark Ford