Synopses & Reviews
“Contentious, rude, hilarious, moving, and truthful. A book you'll dip into for the rest of your life.” —Ian Rankin
The male genitals are worn externally as evolution is in the process of expelling them from the body. Another million years and they'll be stored in a drawer.
The award-winning Scottish poet Don Paterson has assembled a comic, intelligent, and cranky collection of brief truths and conjectures and, in the process, revitalizes the classic pith of the aphorism. “The form's only virtue is its brevity,” Paterson writes; “at least the reader cannot seriously hold that it has wasted their time.”
"Heralded throughout Great Britain, the Scottish poet Paterson has long deserved a broader American audience, and this collection of aphorisms may be the book to secure it. 'The aphorism is a brief waste of time,' Paterson asserts in his foreword (adding that the poem and the novel are, respectively, 'complete' and 'monumental' wastes of time), and while he never quite attains the preternatural pithiness of such masters aphorists as La Rochefoucauld or Oscar Wilde, it is remarkable how often he manages to approach it. Many of the collection's most succinct entries 'We turn from the light to see'; 'Fate's book, but my italics' prove, unsurprisingly, its most unforgettable; when Paterson relaxes into longer discursive and anecdotal modes, the results may be less acutely rewarding, but they are reliably punchy and trenchant nonetheless. As in his poetry, Paterson vacillates throughout between winking self-aggrandizement and what appears to be sincere despond. Often bold and a touch arch, Paterson turns unexpectedly poignant at times, sometimes political as in the brilliant mini-essay explaining why 'most arguments to preserve [cultural diversity] are wholly paternalistic' presenting something to return to on every page." Publishers Weekly (Starred Review) (Copyright Reed Business Information, Inc.)
About the Author
Don Paterson is a poet, translator, editor, and musician. His poetry collection Landing Light won the Whitbread Poetry Award and the T. S. Eliot Prize. He lives in Kirriemuir, Scotland.