Carol Watts, When blue light falls
This pamphlet When blue light falls (published by Peter Hughes' Oystercatcher Press in 2008) is the first tranche of a longer sequence.
What is here is sixteen poems. The first eight (even-numbered, 2 - 16) are like a very slow meditation on blue light, particularly the blue of the sky. The second eight (odd-numbered, 1 - 15) are formally different, the words arranged in very short couplets; the vocabulary and images become less spare ("Ukrainian", "cottonwoods", "lias") and the topics proliferate. But behind this second half, and connecting it in some way to the concerns of the first, there's a distinct diurnal sequence from early morning through to night.
This second part is sometimes agitated, in fact it's the seriousness of the thought that compels attention throughout. From the splintered vocabulary come ideas of glass-blowing and television. Some idea of extinction too, as in this poem, from the first half of the sequence:
yet it is uncertain
if there is this habitat of blue
to speak of
turning its bleak constancy
to what might shine
at my lived
a grip loosened into it
might fall or
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