In his new collection the peerless, prolific Geoff Page sweeps from the leery relatives of his past to the no less cryptic deities of his future.
Call yourself a socialist?
my mother used say
whenever I was mildly mean
or stirred her up in play.
There are many wry chuckles – the existential problem of shirts, or Auden vs the indigent.
Meanwhile his bovine gods have tougher questions to answer:
Acknowledging that sentience,
I wonder what their world view holds.
Grass, high suns and reproduction?
Well-spaced cruelties, unexplained,
then more or less forgiven?
This classic collection of Page-turning poems, light and dark, wry and weary, will delight his legions of loyal fans, not least the ABC’s legendary Adelaide radio host Peter Goers, who recently declared Geoff Page ‘Australia’s finest living poet’.