SISTE VIATOR

The poems are all from the perspective of dead people, save for the book's final poem, which is spoken by Death itself, if memory serves. Death, poetry - few things are more naturally aligned.
The reading was intense, with the mood of some poems creating a suitably mournful silence; at other times, the audience was gleefully appreciative of Manguso's considerable wit.
Reading with her was Scottish poet Robin Robertson, who, coincidentally, I heard read during my trip to Montréal earlier this month.
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