Dead People on Holiday

“The living”, it has been said, “are dead people on holiday”. This book is a ten-year testimony to one man’s living death, concluding in acceptance and at least the chance of a return to hope, love and a new life. The poetry here pulls apart the inner sadness of encroaching age and irredeemable failure, with a candour which for most of us has to be kept stifled, silent, perhaps barely even thought. But this is a book which surmounts despair; and for the narrator here as much as for anyone e...