The Movie May Be Slightly Different is a
brilliant title for a book and Vincent O'Sullivan has written
plenty of them. He is a fiction writer, dramatist, critic and
editor, as well as a poet who has published a dozen
collections. This new book has over a hundred new poems, sets
out across the expanse of thought and feeling, and offers a
broad palette of textures and experiences.
The Garden of Eden is visited in "Over and Out". Magic is
glimpsed in "Voilà" and death is near in "As the fantail
twigged." O'Sullivan writes riveting, powerful poems. They
sound almost like decent prose, are full of riddles, jokes
and comments. He uses colloquial speech and it is easy to
feel the sophisticated, sparse and soul-baring oomph. A new
collection of poems from O'Sullivan stirs the emotions.
"Between ourselves, mind":Thrash the boy for the stories
he tellsto get attention. Thrash out as deservedthe monster
in the dark woods, the knighton his charger, the aliens, eyes
curvedlike the sides of walking fish-bowls.
The story surviving a thrashing's cries one begins to
believe. Lesson one forcreative writers: Lie. Thrash.
Revise.
No one likes their poetry overproduced, fussy, bland or
cheesy. O'Sullivan never drops a certain level of mastery and
taste. The Movie May Be Slightly Different finds him
hitting his stride, sinking his teeth in deeply. This new
collection is passionate and first-rate. I am looking forward
to the movie.
•
The Hill of Wool is Jenny Bornholdt's 10th book of
poems. Her last collection, The Rocky Shore (VUP,
2008) won the New Zealand Book Award for poetry in 2009. But
there is a shift in the way Bornholdt does things this time
around. Her last book contained six long poems, almost
autobiographical essays.
The Hill of Wool contains 38 short poems. She speaks
in conversational tones on love, family and memories. I like
how this particular collection has the feel of Bornholdt's
fourth collection How We Met (VUP, 1995). "Autumn" is a time
for remembering and change. "Full Moon" carries on this
thought. It concludes: . . .The wind blew great drifts of
sadnessall about - many leaves having gatheredfor this
effect.
Each leaf, when loosedfrom its tree, makes a soundlike the
finest grade of sandpaperengaged in work.
Each time a leaf brushes pastit rubs off a bit of yourubs
a bit of you off.
Bornholdt rediscovers children's songs and stories in this
latest collection. The Hill of Wool is consistent,
measured, slick and slow, elegant and gorgeous: a pretty
wonderful thing.
•
The Best of Best New Zealand Poems, edited by Bill
Manhire and Damien Wilkins, contains work by both O'Sullivan
and Bornholdt. In fact, Bornholdt has made seven BNZP
appearances in 10 years. In 2000, Manhire launched the online
anthology, which has different editors choosing 25 poems each
year.
The Best of Best New Zealand Poems has 65 voices, which are
inviting and enjoyable. The poems are presented in
alphabetical order by author and are a great introduction to
the latest New Zealand work.
Wilkins pens an engaging introduction and the notes at the
end of this collection are excellent in terms of biography
and the inspiration behind each poem.
"The Sunflower", Andrew Johnston's tribute to his father,
begins:
One young bloom in a vase or jar, breath-
takingly yellow. And herhands, in the morning light, the
waythey arrange and rearrange.
Deathbrings lilies, but someone has sent a sunflower:this
is our penance, staring at the sun,its blind eye, its ragged
halo.
The day,in the end, took to its bedbefore the day was
over, taking theewith it.
A book is always nicer than a computer link. "Books may be
fading, failing homes in whose silent rooms the mites are,
even as we write, eating our words" [from the Introduction].
But this one is still cool, it has a real feeling of "I mean
business".
You name it, they are all here: Brian Turner, Elizabeth
Smither, Emma Neale, Paula Green, and 30% of the poets
included are from Manhire's original composition class. With
pedigree like this, it's hard to go wrong. The Best of
Best New Zealand Poems is worth checking out.
•
Last, but not least, is Janis Freegard's debut collection
Kingdom Animalia: The Escapades of Linnaeus.
Freegard's work was included in AUP New Poets 3 (AUP,
2008) and this first collection surprises and startles like
flocks of overgrown kittens feasting on electric icecream.
The reader follows the Swedish naturalist Carolus Linnaeus
(1707-1778), whose mission in life was to catalogue
everything on the planet: animals, plants, minerals and even
mythological creatures. Freegard offers poems on a stuffed
kuri, busy ants, murderous magpies, the leech, the worm and
cake-shop cockroaches. There is plenty of subversive humour
and a little self-indulgence but never a dull moment.
"Huia":
in the rose-shot morningwe are stuck by their roaring
silence
pluck the feathers
from the sacred tail
there's a lack in the forest dapple
leaves move differently
fire at the hallowed breasts
bring them down
throughout the peach-stained sunset
we listen to their terrible wait
aue aue
the sweep of a curved bill
You can hear the conflict, confusion and doubt in these
poems. Freegard wants to be better. She knows this takes
time. Kingdom Animalia: The Escapades of Linnaeus will
get under your skin something fierce. It's neat to have
something brand-new and shiny.
• Hamesh Wyatt lives in Bluff. He reads and writes
poetry.
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