Les Murray’s latest, Waiting for the Past, has been short-listed for the T.S. Eliot Prize. The Poetry Book Society have posted my thoughts on it on their Poetry Portal.
To read Waiting for the Past is to enjoy the playful movement of the intellect as it jumps from subject to subject, turning upon a word, or idea. The collection is, among many other things, a meditation upon old age but, along the way, Murray waves his flag for Australia and, with careful observation, invites us to experience simple acts – like the clipping of toenails – afresh.