
Book Description
This, Des Walsh's third book of poetry, is a sustained adoration of the beloved, who is present everywhere in absences: the darkened stones of the city's buildings, an angel engraved on a snowy embankment by a vanished child, the rain filled footprints of hooded late-night drinkers, the sudden rush of passing bird in startled flight, the almost articulate murmur of the sea stirring against the confines of the harbour. Even the name of the woman, "the complicated jewel of the Burin peninsula, " becomes a part of this shifting ground as she leads the narrator through impenetrable evergreen thickets of love and savagery. These poems are a gathering storm, illuminated by flashes of astonished laughter.
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