To My Daughter as a Small One single work   poetry   "Pretend the sound of the rain is you mother reading to you"
  • Author:agent Alan Fish http://www.poetrylibrary.edu.au/poets/salom-philip
Issue Details: First known date: 2011... 2011 To My Daughter as a Small One
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    y separately published work icon The Keeper of Fish Alan Fish , Philip Salom (editor), Glebe : Puncher and Wattmann , 2011 Z1857152 2011 selected work poetry Alan Fish was writing poetry before his life went dark. He let it collect like a tank of rain-water. His subject matter? Love and death. His poetry is deeply haunted and lyrical in its privacy but also ironically observant and public. After all, he is not only a lover, but a flaneur. He can snap his fingers. He can play Go. There has always been a largely hidden group of closet poets, people who read and write in private. Poetry knows this and addresses them tacitly as its own, but sometimes such a poet says enough, grabs the poems and speaks back. Alan Fish left his basement in the Print Room, left his Keepers behind him and struck out on his own. His work is seriously beautiful, or beautifully serious, in its imagery and shadows; he is in some ways lost, but he is no push-over. He is to one side of the optimists. He is addicted to free verse couplets. As the cliche says: a compelling new voice. Listen. Glebe : Puncher and Wattmann , 2011 pg. 35
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