Constellations begins by celebrating sunlight and ends with the appearance of the moon, the coming of winter, snow and 'perpetual night'. In poems of compelling beauty Pindar takes us from a summer love affair by the sea to war and its aftermath, when night falls and 'the song that was promised has been sung'.
This is a sequence of poems about life, the universe and everything: beautiful, haunting and otherworldly, they take you somewhere else and bring you back to earth feeling that your perspective on your world has been subtly refocused. Moving from glimpses of the personal and domestic - a woman painting watercolours on a beach, the sun on a bowl on a table in a house - to war, disaster and the end of time, it's a collection that fans of T S Eliot, W H Auden and Louis MacNeice will come to love. Philosophical poetry for our times, composed with an ear for the subtleties of music and a painterly eye. (I'm Ian Pindar's other half, by the way - but I really do think his poetry is brilliant.)