Synopses & Reviews
The U.S. publication of the latest collection by Don Paterson, winner of the 2003 Whitbread Poetry Award and two-time winner of the T. S. Eliot Prize Dear son, I was mezzo del cammin
and the true path was as lost to me as ever
when you cut in front and lit it as you ran.
See how the true gift never leaves the giver . . .
—from “Waking with Russell”
Hailed for its “enormous skill and verve” (The Guardian) and its “seriousness and moral urgency” (The Independent), Landing Light is one of the most important and resonant poetry collections to come out of Britain in recent years. Ceaselessly inquiring, Don Paterson discovers the love of a son, a talking book, the voices of a wreckage left in the black box. In traditional forms, short lyrics, and long narratives, Paterson has crafted—with precision and passion—his most accomplished and spiritual collection.
Review
"America is in for a delightful treat now that the work of Scottish poet Don Paterson is within its easy reach. A perfect blend of light and dark humor, his poems combine the mordant with the celebratory, the sweetness of the heart with the bitter taste of experience. Most of all, he knows how to write poems in which
every line is awake, every one composed with care and a billiardplayer's feel for the way language can spin us subtly this way and that." --Billy Collins
"It's a long time since I've been knocked sideways by a book of poems, but the life, energy, verbal precision, and inventiveness of Don Paterson's Landing Light kept me awake at night." --A. S. Byatt, The Guardian
Synopsis
The U.S. publication of the latest collection by Don Paterson, winner of the 2003 Whitbread Poetry Award and two-time winner of the T. S. Eliot Prize
"Dear son, I was mezzo del cammin"
"and the true path was as lost to me as ever"
"when you cut in front and lit it as you ran."
"See how the true gift never leaves the giver . . ."
--from "Waking with Russell"
Hailed for its "enormous skill and verve" ("The Guardian") and its "seriousness and moral urgency" ("The Independent"), "Landing Light" is one of the most important and resonant poetry collections to come out of Britain in recent years. Ceaselessly inquiring, Don Paterson discovers the love of a son, a talking book, the voices of a wreckage left in the black box. In traditional forms, short lyrics, and long narratives, Paterson has crafted--with precision and passion--his most accomplished and spiritual collection.
The U.S. publication of the latest collection by Don Paterson, winner of the 2003 Whitbread Poetry Award and two-time winner of the T. S. Eliot Prize
"Dear son, I was mezzo del cammin"
"and the true path was as lost to me as ever"
"when you cut in front and lit it as you ran."
"See how the true gift never leaves the giver . . ."
--from "Waking with Russell"
Hailed for its "enormous skill and verve" ("The Guardian") and its "seriousness and moral urgency" ("The Independent"), "Landing Light" is one of the most important and resonant poetry collections to come out of Britain in recent years. Ceaselessly inquiring, Don Paterson discovers the love of a son, a talking book, the voices of a wreckage left in the black box. In traditional forms, short lyrics, and long narratives, Paterson has crafted--with precision and passion--his most accomplished and spiritual collection.
Synopsis
Now in paperback, the highly acclaimed collection by Scottish poet Don Paterson, winner of the 2003 Whitbread Poetry Award and the T.S. Eliot Prize
Dear son, I was mezzo del cammin
and the true path was as lost to me as ever
when you cut in front and lit it as you ran.
See how the true gift never leaves the giver . . .
--from "Waking with Russell"
Hailed for its "seriousness and moral urgency" (The Independent), Landing Light is one of the most important and resonant poetry collections to come out of Britain in recent years.
About the Author
Don Paterson is a poet, editor, and musician. He is the author of
The White Lie: New and Selected Poetry and co-editor (with Charles Simic) of
New British Poetry. He lives in Kirriemuir, Scotland.