Saw this in a bookshop in town and noted it down to pick up sometime. My interest came from the fact that I wanted to read an example of a book of sonnets.
This was not a good place for that.
I have never read Don Paterson, and I won’t be again. His tone is grating, and his work just seems to lack heart. Perhaps it’s because there’s lots of homages to people and things in this book, and it doesn’t feel grounded in humanity, in people. It is an experiment in form, first and foremost.
And the form, is fine. I don’t know, I think I just don’t like the poet’s voice. The best poem here, An Incarnation, seems to be something other than that voice – a one-sided phone conversation – whereas the rest just vaguely irritated me.
So yeah, again, another poetry collection I didn’t like! Avoid.
You can reserve a copy online at South Dublin Libraries catalogue here.