This is a collection from a well-established poet who works away quietly, modestly and with utter dedication and gets better each time. Iis a lovely book remarkable for the range and variety of the poems and for its sureness of touch, the poet's ease with language and rhythm, his warmth and gentleness in approaching his subjects. The opening sequence is a moving picture of the birth of a baby from the father's perspective; this is followed by a sometimes shocking documentary-type poem recording conversations heard by a taxidriver, vivid, coarse, energetic. Other poems include a wonderful glimpse of a rugby match, a snapshot from Beatrix Potter, a funny but agonising poem on a mother-in-law suffering from Alzheimer's and a poem for the late broadcaster Ross Stevens. Our reader describes it as 'a sturdy and intelligent collection of well-made poems, with a nice range'.
Graham Lindsay was born in 1952 and brought up in Wellington and the Hawke's Bay. He has spent time in various rural communities and communes, worked as a library assistant and driver in Dunedin, where the first drafts of his 1994 collection The Subject were written, and he now lives in Christchurch. He has published just six collections in 25 years, his last from AUP, The Subject, being very well received: The Subject is a meditative kind of book; not showy, but cool and thoughtful, worrying away at the big epistemological questions in poem after poem. (Anne French, NZ Books). Fellow poet David Eggleton says, Graham Lindsay prods and plays with everyday expressions, taking them apart and reassembling them. Sceptical, probing, his poems twist and turn in search of definitions the poet already knows will only be temporary, inadequate solutions to the enigmas of existence.