TRIPTYCH-A REVIEW, by AMY HENRY

9781897430576

Triptych is a new collection of poems by the Greek poet Manolis. Some of the poems refer to states of being, such as “Blushing”, “Thirsty” and “Readiness”. Most fascinating to me is how he captures a sense of motion just before it begins to take place, almost an anticipation of a gesture. You can sense the imminent action in “Suit:”

“Strutting a dark brown suit and a creamy pale tie, nicely knotted with a soft beige butterfly unfurling her wings, laughter into arms of intense sunlight where he stands at the bus stop waiting with those of us without suits but geared up to arrive at work he grips the briefcase with valuable documents his glare cutting through the spines of those crossing looks with him, you could say he knows how to keep his cool in the prison yard since he was sprung only a month ago”

The words tell a simple story and yet underlying it all is a tension formed by the words intense, glare, cutting, grips and crossing. It’s subtle and unexpected, and you are left to imagine what violence may occur. You feel this sense of expectation in many of the poems, and it keeps them from feeling dry or overwrought.

The words of Kahlil Gibran also surface in places, where Manolis uses them as a framework for sections of the book. Many of the poems trace phases of relationships, especially love that is shattered by death. Manolis alludes to death frequently, as a constant uninvited guest that manages to linger. In “Teardrop”, the impression is of a grieving woman glancing at flowers, and ends with:

“…a single teardrop laughs as you’re suppose to do the rest of your life Look, doesn’t resemble my smile? I am in this teardrop…”

In “Affirmation”, he talks about disappointment:

“…everything you thought you wanted so badly all you assume you are pursuing so decisively –ends up as a dull apparition or yellow phantasm-like the sunken feeling mornings after heavy drinking maturity nails you like a brick between the eyes…”

Throughout the references to violence and death, however, he adds scenes of light and playfulness. In “Soiled”, an injured man watches near a pond:

“…two birds, arguing about taxes, one sparrow kvetching, one sparrow sobbing, for the right foot, for the left foot, for beauty of understanding…”

The collection as a whole reflects a sense of truth, represented in the balance of everyday insignificances and occasional milestones, all mixed up in the changing weather and seasons and phases of our lives. In this truth, sometimes little things matter more than we’d expect, and greater things pass us silently.

www.theblacksheepdances.com

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s