Nothing For It But To Sing

Discover the enchanting poetry of Michael Harlow in his latest collection, where each poem is a small detonation that unveils complex emotional landscapes. Published by Otago University Press, this beautifully crafted paperback edition boasts 100 pages of profound reflections on memory, desire, and the nuanced dance between identity and mortality. Harlow's poetic strength lies in his ability to articulate intricate psychological narratives that resonate deeply with readers. Each line is carefully constructed, inviting you to explore the elusive edges of language and dream. Experience the symphonic quality of his work, where rhythm and sound become a vehicle for exploring love, loss, and the bittersweet nature of longing. The vivid imagery and emotional depth of Harlow’s poetry shine through, making this collection a must-have for poetry lovers. Perfect for those seeking to dive into the realms of sophisticated modern poetry, this edition’s dimensions of 150 x 235 mm make it an ideal companion for intimate reading moments. Don’t miss out on adding this compelling volume of contemporary poetry to your collection, where each page resonates with the pulse of human experience, crafted by a poet recognized for his masterful command of language and emotion.

Author: Michael Harlow Publisher: Otago University Press
Bind: paperback
Dimensions: 150 x 235 mm
Pages: 100
Publication Date: 22-08-2016

Michael Harlow’s poems are small detonations that release deeply complex stories of psychological separations and attractions, of memory and desire. Frequently they slip into the alluring spaces just at the edges of language, dream and gesture, as they carefully lower, like measuring gauges, into the ineffable: intimations of mortality, the slippery nature of identity, longing, fear … Harlow is a poet with such a command of music, the dart and turn of movement in language, that he can get away with words that make us squirm in apprentice workshops or bad pop songs - heart, soul - and make them seem newly shone and psychically right. The work is sequined by sound, rather than running its meaning along the rigid rails of metre and end rhyme. The sway and surge of various meanings in the phrasing, and the way sense trails and winds over line breaks: this movement itself often evokes the alternating dark and electric energy of feelings like love, loss and the pain of absence. This is a beautifully honed new collection.