The cover blurb of Mark Ford’s Soft Sift promises curved stories, staging conflict and condensed dramas, with a general comedy of wrong moves. And it does deliver. This is one of my surprise reads of the year so far.
It feels like a Brechtian / Epic Drama with each new poem juxtaposing scenes and actions against the others, as Ford slowly builds a collective sense of unity through his use of re-occurring images and motifs.
I’m a big fan of reading a poet’s collection as they intended – like listening to music and albums – where your appreciation doesn’t just come from the single piece but builds through the whole collection. Soft sift is one such collection. It slowly engaged me, until it exploded and held me to its end.
Ford’s language choices, evocative phrasing and imagery are all playfully theatrical but there is also an economy in his selection of these details to create ambiguity and dramatic tension - withholding pieces until the end and even then not spelling everything out. He has left space for our reading pleasure to continue, musing over the poem for quite some time, before turning the page for the next one.
Poems that particularly grabbed my attention were; Looping the Loop, Hooked, I Wish, He Aims, Brinkmanship, She Spears, We Crave, One Figures, You Must, Snags and Syndromes, Inside, and ‘Stop knocking…’.
Even these poem titles read in chronological order like scenes of a drama!