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Your basketReview: The Well in the Rain, by Tony Curtis
Stella Stocker, Weyfarers No. 103, February 2008
The Well in the Rain represents new and selected poems from his previous books by the fine poet, Tony Curtis. This is a splendid opportunity to compare his different approaches. 'The Dreaming' reads at first like a surreal and Pantheistic reflection, but becomes a kind of love poem:
If you stray from this road
you will be dead in a day.
If I had stayed I'd have
sung me a river and be tucked
in a hollow by nightfall.
I was the land and the land was me...
In 'Nude' the narrator feels weary of his love and what she symbolises:
She has been with me all winter.
I cannot say I hate her
for when I was young
I loved everything about her.
There were nights
I could have died for her.
Now there's an awful
pattern to our lives...
yet is inexorably tied to
... her cunning
on your lips...
to
And yet
one of these mornings
I'll find her
standing in the kitchen
dressed for the road,
coat, hat, scarf,
bags tied with string,
and I'll be on my knees
begging her to stay.