Paperback 6" x 9" 107 pages
ISBN
978-1-326-18276-2
It’s a world of madness, but we have to keep
going. We have to keep taking whatever this life throws at us, and
somehow arrive at the end happily intact. Graham Fulton’s
collection, using new poems, and poems selected from two previously
published pamphlets, stumbles and careers through a geography of
absurdity and tenderness, defeat and hope, obsession and paranoia. A
real breathing world populated with drunks, Daleks and devil dogs;
Proust-loving football supporters and road rage maniacs. A
pre-apocalyptic wasteland of glittering fragments that come together
to make completely no sense. All we can do is Continue.
Scottish poet Graham Fulton has been published
extensively in Europe and the USA in magazines and anthologies such
as Edinburgh Review, Ambit, Stand, Gutter, Staple, The North, Dream
State: the New Scottish Poets and The Poetry Book Society Anthology.
His seven critically acclaimed full-length collections are Humouring
the Iron Bar Man (Polygon, 1990), Knights of the Lower Floors
(Polygon, 1994), Open Plan (Smokestack Books, 2011), Full Scottish
Breakfast (Red Squirrel Press, 2011), Reclaimed Land (The Grimsay
Press, 2013), One Day in the Life of Jimmy Denisovich (Smokestack
Books, 2014) and Photographing Ghosts (Roncadora Press, 2014).
He’s also produced over 15 pamphlets, and is
co-author of Pub Dogs of Glasgow which was published in 2014 by
Freight. He is a contributor to the anthology of translated
Palestinian poetry called A Bird is Not a Stone published by Freight
in 2014.
‘A masterclass in not overburdening the poetry
with its subject. The language defines objects straightforwardly but
thoughtfully, with an engaging individuality and easy lyricism. All
this, and it’s fun.’
Ambit
‘An attempt to make sense of the spectacle of
the absurd jagged free verse lines with a subtle but pointed – and
often downright amusing – old punk’s gloss.
Glasgow Review of Books
‘Graham Fulton is one of our most productive
and inventive poets always experimenting and refining new ways of
elegantly and stylishly sucking you in. Fulton’s poetry unfailingly
sends you spinning round in a sort of transparent whirlpool.’
Gutter
