David Nash’s collection, No Man’s Land, is filled with poems that act as monuments to absence and loss. The poems in this striking collection are notable as much for what is not present as for what is. All through the book we see landscapes changing, not being what they were or what they should be. We also see poems that grieve for loss of language, means of expression, the Irish language in particular. We see none of the things that normally populate contemporary poetry collections such as love, heartbreak, illness, grief, or parenthood.

Source: Irish Examiner July 20, 2024 11:54 UTC