From the internationally celebrated author of Fugitive Pieces and the Griffin Poetry Prize-shortlisted collection Correspondences -- and Toronto's Poet Laureate -- comes a profoundly moving new collection of poetry of love and memory.
In All We Saw, Anne Michaels returns to poetry with strikingly original lyrics to explore one of her essential concerns: "what love makes us capable of, and incapable of." In this passionate, piercing short collection, dedicated to the late Mark Strand, Michaels explores "love's dare / love's repair / a single stitch." In lyrics that ponder what happens to the bodies of lovers -- so vital when together, different when apart, death coming to one before the other -- she embraces both the intimacy and the vastness of the connection between two people. The complete and sheltering understanding of a great love is a powerful presence in all the poems, with its particular imagery (the ringing fog, the white page of the bed), as is the shattering loss of its end.
Lyrics of various forms and two longer poems explore desire in a style chaste, spare, figuratively modulated, calm and almost classical in its precision. By the book's end, we are left with a renewed awareness of the mystery at the core of our astonishing lives. With Michaels, we enter a space that is "not inside / nor outside: dusk's / doorway," where memory might be kept alive.
ANNE MICHAELS is a novelist and poet. Her books have been translated into more than forty-five languages and have won dozens of international awards, including the Orange Prize for Fiction, the Guardian Fiction Prize, the Lannan Award for Fiction, and the Commonwealth Poetry Prize. Her novel Fugitive Pieces was adapted as a feature film. She is Toronto's Poet Laureate.
Praise for Correspondences:
• "[Correspondences], for all its modesty, attempts something momentous. It is a sustained interrogation of language, memory, history, sunlight, and rain in search of words that are simple and clean enough to speak, as Michaels says, from someplace 'deeper than a single heart'. It is a search for a language not only the living but also 'the dead might understand and trust'." --Jury citation, Griffin Poetry Prize