Falling Blues sings about edges and air, about fear, about letting go, jumping, plunging. The poems chart some of the many ways we have of falling in and out (of love, of lines), of falling for and under (spells, sinners, mystics), of falling off and down and getting back up and on again. It`s about what throws and carries us, what we are given, what we learn and what – and who – we take with us on the vertiginous journey through the body`s mischief, to the stillness we imagine lies beyond falling.
Some really beautiful works in here. I loved the poems that told stories about women, and the poems that dealt with life in Edmonton. Some nice word play and beautiful use of language.