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Biographical note: Mark Granier was born in London but moved to Dublin in 1960, where he has been living ever since. He has published two collections with Salmon Poetry, Airborne (2001) and The Sky Road (2007). He was awarded the Vincent Buckley Poetry Prize in 2004 and has received two Arts Council bursaries, in 2002 and 2008.
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EAN13: 9781844718535 ISBN: 9781844718535 Author: Mark Granier Title: Fade Street Series: Salt Modern Poets Product class: BC Language: eng Audience: General/trade BIC subject category: DCF Publisher: Salt Publishing Pub date: 28-Feb-11 Extent: 76pp Height: 198 mm Width: 129 mm Thickness: 9 mm Weight: 114 gms Supplier: Gardners Books Supplier: Ingram Book Group Supplier: Inbooks (James Bennett) Availability: IP Price: GBP 9.99 Price: USD 15.95 Rights: World
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description/annotation: These sensual, compact poems work with concentrated imagery and effects of light and shade. They can be appreciated, like memorable photographs or songs thrown out on to the dark, without any ‘irritable reaching after fact and reason’ or effort beyond the turning of a page.
Main description: The title poem in Mark Granier’s third collection, Fade Street, is based on a photograph taken in Dublin in 1878. Positioning itself behind the camera, it sets the photographer’s obsession, to compose and preserve, against the moment, whose vanishing act is part of its vitality. Like photographs, many of these sensual, often short poems work with concentrated imagery and effects of light and shade. The intention is that they be appreciated, like memorable photographs or songs thrown out on the dark, without any ‘irritable reaching after fact and reason’ or effort beyond the turning of a page.
Table of contents: Sing, Words A Photograph of Fade Street, Dublin, 1878 Warmer Plain Song False Memory Naylor’s Cove Skull Bicycle Seat Bull’s Head Bull-Leap Portraits of a Grouse-Beater, 1975 Found Landscape At the Butcher’s in Colmenar At Sea Section The Older Standing Army One of the Houses James Joyce Lived In, Once Ghost Story On an Empty Can Rolling in the Night a Week After Your Death The Chaos Ripple The Doctor Eclipse Night, Wind, Dead Leaves Wake A Chest of Drawers Outside, In Crest Pocket Venus There’s Probably No God. Now Stop Worrying and Enjoy Your Life Breasts Fruit Bats in Sydney On the Sky Road to Malaga New Year’s Critic Stopwatch Later Days Three Riddles and a Limerick* After Li Po The Far Side Dark Mutter Dream Lookout The Last Wolf in Ireland ‘Don’t End with History or the Sea’ Handholds Departures Memo View excerpt as PDF: Click here to view a sample (73 KB)
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Lookout
The lowest branch a bar to help you climb into the V, then heave through the square hole in the floor: a nest of plywood, forgotten doors my cousin banged together one day, for years cradled in our tallest apple tree. That’s me
on the roof’s warped sheet of corrugated iron, standing under the sun, staring away over neighboring trees, roofs, fields, to make out Howth Head’s cagy embrace, and just below it, a stubborn flake of ultramarine. I grip
bendy branches: knuckly, sap-green cookers (too bitter to sink your teeth in, too many to harvest) and throw my weight from one foot to the other till the whole shapeless vessel creaks and sways.
Unpublished endorsement: In Mark Granier's new book, Fade Street, he continues to demonstrate the artist’s eye for the nuances of light that made his earlier work so luminously successful. A determined craftsman, he nevertheless collects the delicate and fleeting moment as surely as history’s long views. He shows the development of a true poet with the promise of more wonders to come; his is a talent to enjoy now and keep watching. Ian Duhig Review quote: Mark Granier is interested in more subtle effects: he has worked as a photographer as well as a writer and these interests coincide in Fade Street, whose title poem reflects on a Victorian photograph. John McAullife The Irish Times |