by Paul Harrison
Mulla Mulla Press

Poets are not mundane people. And nor should they be. After all, it is their task to report the peripheries of the world, the dark edges, the boundaries at which we balk and turn back from. Paul Harrison achieves such a poetic fearlessness with aplomb.

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His work is gritty. It is human. At times, horrifically and disturbingly so. His poems, like no laughing matter, recount the trajectories of lost souls with unabashed tenacity. Sex and religion collide with verocity. In fact, the matter of the spirit is explored often, as in all at sea when at ‘2am the fly agaric dreams / fire up again / residuals of a towering babel’.

Harrison’s debut collection is fearless, reckless yet uncertain, making for a brave stance on being human.

Scott-Patrick Mitchell