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The Lost Songs of Gravity 

The Lost Songs of Gravity

Black Herald Press

Isbn 9782919582266 – 2020 – 112 pages – £13 / 14 €

(with essays by Alice Oswald and Anthony Seidman)

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Cover image: Pyramid of Men, attributed to Juste de Juste (ca 1505–1559)

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After The End of the Trial of Man (2015), in which Paul Stubbs sought to go beyond the imagination with poems based on the paintings of Francis Bacon, this new collection is the search for a planet-less, more elusive deity. In each poem, a new protagonist is forced to struggle with the age-old finite choice of God or no-God, but also with the outcome of that decision causing (potentially) the loss of gravity itself. Thus we encounter poems attempting to reach the theological and philosophical limit of cognition, as Paul Stubbs tussles with and questions the ideas of various thinkers (Simone Weil, Spinoza, Kierkegaard, Duns Scotus, Kant, among others): amid the anthropological and epistemological possibilities of transcending the human condition and our world, the poet seeks to locate a later phase of mankind (if not a new version of it) preparing to wait eternally “for the first true church / to fall from the clouds”.

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"Everything about the verse is transgressive and brand-new and seemingly home-made. It’s no good tutting over its metrical or grammatical misbehaviour – you must just watch the visions and let the rules remake themselves”.

Alice Oswald, The Poetry Review

An interview with Paul Stubbs by Tom Bland

 on Spontaneous Poetics (September 2020)

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Paul Stubbs remains one of the most exciting poets working in the English language and he draws on sources both in and outside of the poetic sphere. I first became aware of his work quite by accident when browsing in a bookshop and found his first collection, The Theological Museum. I opened it to be exposed to a philosophical world of the grammatical conjuration of image into idea: no neat dividing line between them, no way to tell them apart, they defy categorisation or simple interpretation. Tom Bland

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