In the pivotal poem "Marking Time," which appears almost exactly
halfway through Peter Filkins's fourth collection of poetry, the
speaker reflects on the death of a sibling and how time is marked
by our memories. These memories, these moments--whether spent
contemplating a painting by Vermeer or the simple toss of a bean
bag--ultimately shape who we are. "Yet you are with me here, with
me here again, / where neither that moon nor you exist, but live /
tethered to this memory composed of words."
These are poems unafraid to be graceful and engaging. They
attain an assurance and stability rare in contemporary poetry,
while their careful balance of sadness and joy reminds the reader
of the difficult negotiations we make in life.
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