A review by harryr
Balloon Pop Outlaw Black by Patricia Lockwood

4.0

The blurb says
‘Even all by themselves, the titles of Patricia Lockwood's poems reveal the sort of surreal, enigmatic, rhetorically-elongated world her sensibility inhabits effortlessly’

which, you know, seems pretty fair… but if, like me, you're a bit ambivalent about whether 'surreal' and 'enigmatic' are necessarily positive qualities in poetry, I think it's worth adding that the language has a clarity, simplicity and sharpness to it which means that, whatever unexpected and inventive turns the poems take, they read beautifully.

I suppose the worry if I see something described as 'surreal' is that the writer has just chucked everything at the page to see what sticks; but that is not the case here. The poems are constantly moving in odd directions, but there is always a strong connecting thread; ideas are stretched and teased and inverted, and over and over again, the result is a clever, surprising image, a shift in tone, a new perspective.

Inevitably I clicked with some poems more than others, but the best of them, like 'The Quickening', about a whale and a boy, are magnificent.