Mermaids Explained: Poems - Hardcover

Reid, Christopher

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Synopsis

Since 1976, Christopher Reid has been startling and delighting readers of poetry. His philosphic concerns are often expressed in small, domestic details, but, as with the Metaphysical poets he admires, the effect heightens his poetry's seriousness and impact. Reid finds significance in the marginal, the endangered, the apocryphal, and the absurd. His verse, which has earned him both the distinguished Hawthornden and Somerset Maugham Prizes, is subversive and highly intelligent.

The Pultizer Prize-winning poet Charles Simic provides a welcome introduction to one of England's most distinguished and original voices.

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About the Author

Former poetry editor at Faber & Faber, Christopher Reid has published five volumes of poetry. He lives in London. Charles Simic, author of, most recently, Jackstraws, is the recepient of many awards and honors for his poetry. He lives in New Hampshire.

Reviews

Known to Britons since the late 1970s, Reid (along with Craig Raine) inaugurated so-called "Martian poetry," which sough outlandish, sometimes comic descriptions of ordinary things and events. Reid then switched gears entirely: the stripped-down, simplified, contemplative work in his 1985 Katerina Brac claimed to translate a (fictive) East Bloc poet. Reid spent much of the 1990s as poetry editor at Faber & Faber, returning to print with restrained and elegiac series of poems. This selected volume is his first in the U.S. and contains poems from all of Reid's phases so far. The "Martian" work includes a jaunt through a zoo, where "Spider monkeys,/ who nurse a dread/ of stopping still, play tag on their trapeze"; a poem about suburbia called "Dark Ages" explains "This is our heraldry of dirt:/ a dog crappant on a lawn vert." The Brac poems can be bathetic in their attempts at moral seriousness "Every day, history takes place,/ even when nothing happens." Yet others are as vivid as their Polish models: "pale-blue butterflies" make up "an army composed entirely of stragglers the gust-driven trash of migration." Later work tries hard to be at once charming and sad successes here include a sequence about domestic love and cancer and a four-page poem in couplets rhymed entirely on "-th" and "-ff" (loth, bath, shelf, Molotov). Reid is above all a reader-friendly poet, one whose undemanding tones and figures will strike readers here as reserved in the best English sense of the word. (Apr.) Forecast: A brief foreword from poet Charles Simic (whose work Reid's can resemble) should help draw fans to this belated State-side debut, and the Faber connection may draw some po-biz attention, but the book's release does not augur a second Martian invasion.
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Reid is so easy to like that it is dumbfounding that this is his first U.S. edition. He has published five collections in Britain, from which the esteemed U.S. poet Simic here presents a sterling selection. Simic says Reid is a poet of masks, who seldom speaks as himself. Moreover, Reid's masks are faceted, reminiscent of holograms that present different states of an image as the viewer moves around them. In his most sustained masquerade, his third book, Katerina Brac (1985), the speaker is an Eastern European poet who has moved, for political reasons, it seems, from the city to the country; there she writes rather elegiacally of her nation's folkways, always with a wary eye on the capital. Reading like good translations, the poems are simultaneously parodically amusing and ethically affecting. The masks in earlier poems may cover nonhuman or nonadult faces; halfway through "Our Commune," we grasp that the speaker is an ape. Most recently, the speaker is closer to Reid himself, and the poems' tenor even funnier and more profound. Ray Olson
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Black Bananas

Arcadia
In this crayoned dream town,
the chimneys think smoke
and every house is lovingly
Battenburged with windows.
A studious invention:
these strange, ecstatic folk,
who tower above their dwellings
and whose trees are deckled biscuits,
nuggeted with fruit.
As they step among the traffic
that lurches down the road
on its long sum of noughts,
they look like damaged packages,
targets for pin limbs,
and yet they contrive to greet us
with smiles like black bananas.

Copyright ©2001by Christopher Reid
Introduction copyright ©2001by Charles Simic
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