Clive James’ “Opal Sunset” reviewed by The Village Voice.

Clive James’ Opal Sunset: Selected Poems, 1958-2008 is reviewed in the books section of The Village Voice today by Abigail Deutsch

 It begins:


Clive James (Australian, Londoner, critic, memoirist, essayist, novelist, and TV personality) is, unbeknownst to many Americans, also a poet. He has published his hilarious, meticulous verse here only sporadically. And so Opal Sunset: Selected Poems, 1958-2008 not only marks his official intro to the U.S. poetry world, but also reminds—delicately—that we’ve been largely deprived of him for a full 50 years


 and ends:

James’s poems are …….unlikely, graceful combinations of scholarship and sarcasm, reminiscence and lust, pathos and silliness. Of his most surprising efforts, one might remark—as he does of Larkin’s work—”They didn’t sound like poetry one bit,/Except for being absolutely it”

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