In this compelling new sequence, David Pollard attests to the power of poetry to illuminate that final darkness in which a beloved life moves to its close. Profoundly conscious of his Romantic and Modernist forebears, he purges sentimentality and false rhetoric from language in order to register, strenuously and truthfully, the consequences of remaining alert in the presence of death. This is poetry at the threshold of its power – straining, fragmentary, delusional. With bedbound. Pollard opens a fresh perspective on the art of witness in a manner that is consistently subtle, searching and above all, unflinching.
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