Animated by a poignant blend of humor, pathos, joie de vivre, and nostalgia, Elixir is an extended meditation on everyday life and the passage of time. Fragments of narrative, overheard dialogue, song lyrics, and slant memoir surface and recede throughout. Examining the inseparable entanglement of the quotidian and the profound with wit and candor, these poems are personal, direct, and elusive at the same time.
I read a lot of poetry, especially from ugly duckling press, but this book was an absolute stand out, I unfortunately have never read Lewis Warsh before, but this book was exceptional, something gorgeous about his words, the way he’s thinking, this is not a review, this is a way of saying thank you to ugly duckling press, to Lewis Warsh, to poetry, and to sensitive people everywhere who like this kind of thing, I am so very grateful to you all.
"earthy, dirty, laden with soot, basalt, oyster shells, slightly rancid olive oil, mustard, slags, and various yeasts — everything we love, though it’s perhaps not quite to your new neighbour’s taste" – this tasting note from my other favorite elixir, the springbank 1o single malt, equally applies to lewis warsh