Poems from Obsessed with Pipework and some Australian publications.
There's much about light, kitchens and doors. The first section is a sequence about a family trip, the persona a young girl, the mother having a bit of a breakdown. Except for apostrophes it's punctuation-free. Most of the poems have 3-lined stanzas , lines all about the same length. Here's an extract -
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there's a lamp a table a bookcase with glass sliding doors and an album of pressed flowers she's upstairs putting lennie into pyjamas |
The disruptions are minor. I soon settled into reading it as if it were "just prose" - indeed some of the pages could be prose (Flash sequences are all the rage nowadays). Madness is a tricky topic in that a straight depiction can sound poetic. So all in all, I had trouble reading this section neutrally, the easily poetic layouts not allaying my suspicions about the naturally poetic content.
I much preferred the 2nd part (individual poems) - "ECT" and "Constriction" are my favourites.
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