This collection of poems really touched me. Some poems are really funny, and I think Steven Wright would like them a lot. Some poems are very sad and I almost cried twice. Reading them just before 2am was the perfect time to read them, (I am on holiday from my bank job, and I also used to work at myer so this book felt very specific to me; especially as I used to always be awake long into the night and I do miss that). This book also convinced me to publish my manuscript this year online the way the author has done. It seems the most pure way to do it. I felt so much love and sadness reading this. Courage always reminds me of the word heart in french "cœur" and life is always a choice between fear and love, and it's definitely a tightrope between the two in adulthood.
"Don't get complacent and become a cog that
simply turns the days into nights." (so clever)
"It's hiding
In the dog on the leash being flown like a ground kite." (<3)
And when he writes:
"Middle of the night
I've found a speck of light -
a pearl layered deep within,
beneath the years,"
It reminds me very much of later when he writes about his mother who "Teared at the colours in a speck of sand."
I imagine that speck of sand holding a rainbow inside it, inside of him.
The poem "Onion" depicts so much of how I believe love works. That we learn love on each other, and cause pain inevitably. And who we end up loving later in our life, after we have hurt and been hurt, is left with the heart causing no tears (at least not immediately).
"Can I watch that cloud for 2 minutes and
be late for work?"
"So I wade through the days
and swim through the nights" (beautiful description of how it feels to arduously complete what is required [wade], until you can be free to do what is desired [swim])
"But if I start the day with a computer and end it with a computer
it makes me unconsciously think I've done nothing.
That I am a ghost." (That I am a ghost. <3)
"see skyscrapers rising out of the ground like grey tombstones."
"The night opening and flowering inside me. People asleep at
maximum REM."
"I can actually
feel the stillness of 'non-thinking' across the land"
"unmappable"
"when she finally couldn't talk much -
I'd call her and we wouldn't talk at all.
We'd just whistle bird song
to each other
then hang up."
"until I am atomised"
"to the warm kennel of my body,
back home." (inventive)
"Attention to detail isn't a
Resume thing, it's a noticing the clouds thing".
"Become So Good At One Thing
You're Stupid At Everything Else
Paint your heart into a corner.
And climb out the window.
Keep moving ...
backwards if you have to" (backwards if you have to <3)
The poem "Get Ready" made me wonder if my life was being saved.
"hitting the brake and
accelerator in the
closed garage of your mind"
"only crying and music are real"
The poetry is honest and vulnerable. Kind and still there's this optimism in the fact that he's writing it down. It's not defeat, and it's beautiful.
Joseph Massey is spot on with his endorsement of this book. Indeed companionable, indeed eager to communicate.
"A poem becomes a breadcrumb of sanity
and enough of them lead
you back home"