In Lasagne, acclaimed poet Wayne Holloway-Smith moves between internal and external landscapes with pace, panache and vulnerability. This short collection of poems is a defibrillator resurrecting a small part of the universe at each new twist: a silent scream rearranging the flowers in a window, the miracle of a near-dead cow sprung back to life and feeding orphans, tears coming at the speed of cars. When these poems hit, you hardly see it coming.
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Love minus love can still be love if you hold it up to the light at the exact right angle.
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(@Outspoken_Press, 30 April 2020, ebook, 17 pages, borrowed from @natpoetrylib via @OverDriveLibs)
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AMAZON (UK)
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I’ve read and enjoyed other collections by the poet. Holloway-Smith’s poetry is very different from what I’d consider standard contemporary poetry – in a good way. His poems are very lyrical and strange at times but powerful. The poems in this short collection pack a punch.