I often find it hard to choose between, as Joyce put it, modalities of the audible or visible. Kate Fagan gives us both. Her new poetry book First Light is a textual offering - a classic book of poetry. The work is sensual, experimental, complex and yet still very rooted in the simplicity of immediate experience. Here is a little bit of "Circa 1927: Realising Belief":
I saw you
standing with the jacarandas,
siren of a new present
as though feeling
could not be pacified by number
and shone replete in things
We are here - only here.
Hill, bucket, river that fills
and empties in a pool at my feet.
And for those of you seeking a little auditory pleasure, here is Kate's exercising her gorgeous voice on "Clear Water":