“It never fails to astonish me / how quickly the body knows what it wants,” begins ‘Never’, from Beverley Bie Brahic’s collection Against Gravity. Ranging widely in space, from France, where Brahic lives, to Italy, Ireland, California and her native British Columbia, these poems evoke worlds of taste and touch, sounds and smells: flesh and thought, and the inextricable mingling of the two.
“I doubt … we will see a more sensuous book, with as much control as this for a good while.”
George Szirtes
“graceful, sensual, smart.”
Thomas Lux