November – Sean O’Brien

NovemberNovember is a collection of poems dealing with loss and the lost. I was drawn to it by its moderately Gothic cover, and then it fell open at these lines and I had to buy it:

There are two tribes this world can boast –

The Marmite-lovers and the damned.

Fact is, though, everybody’s toast,

Whatever breakfast they’ve got planned.

The Plain Truth of the Matter

The majority of the book is not flippantly humorous, but deals with a strong connection to mortality and loss. There are a variety of styles lengths of poems, I struggled with some of the longer ones in terms of length and complexity though. In general I found this a satisfying read, sitting on the train silently tapping to grasp the rhythm of more simple poems or losing myself in the more intricate ones. I’m definitely glad I picked it up.

You detect a want of motive here

But don’t you find motive

Is what you become on the way,

Aspects of the Novel – 2. Want of Motive

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