Last Tape, The
In this haunting debut collection, Alex Niven explores a poetic hinterland that is also a psychological and cultural wilderness.
In this haunting debut collection, Alex Niven explores a poetic hinterland that is also a psychological and cultural wilderness. Adopting a style grounded in the radical minimalism of northern English modernism and romanticism, Niven writes poems constructed out of traditional forms cut up and reassembled to produce an abrupt lyric realism ideally suited to the political subject matter of his verse. These are poems of anger, mourning, and finally, extraordinary optimism, announcing the arrival of a historically lucid new bearing in twenty-first-century British poetry.
I couldn’t work out whether
you were part of the future
or a beautiful aftershock.
Blind spots where the sun snuck.
Your skin was syncopated, weightless.
We crossed every finish line,
woke immaculately new.
An attempt to exhaust a movement
Pagan Pathworking through poetry: exploring, knowing, understanding and dancing with the wisdom the bards hid in plain view.
poems of suffering and redemption