A companion selection to John Hall's previously published else here, one that revisits the earlier collections without repeating a single poem, and that draws fully on subsequent publications and unpublished poetry.
A selection can act as a keepsake: a metonymic souvenir for a missing whole, that can itself be something of a whole. But what can this whole be? An assemblage of syllables missing both the full silence of not writing and the fullness of a copious speech that always expects a reply? An attempted reconciliation with all those missing others whose voices and writings feed into the unquenchable source of a spectral language, always full of what it misses? A call and recall, as though this keepsake, these selected keepsakes, keep calling out and calling back, missing in the necessary non-reply all the faces that speak and spoke, the bodies with skin, exceeding language: companions, strangers. [ http://us7.campaign-archive1.com/?u=c004aa8665b329e904ab8eaf9&id=604b1cd38e&e=a34aa7b2a8 ]