From Publishers Weekly
Starred Review. This second collection from Kate Tufts Award–winner Phillips (
Chattahoochee) is haunted by memories, could-have-beens and what-ifs, as when an infant son dies instead of recovering from a fever, or never even makes it through birth. Phillips is consumed with his vulnerability as a parent and finds himself lost in the cyclical recurrences of time: What happened never happened on its own/ the future and the past collide. Fatherhood, of course, also recalls mixed memories of being a son. Phillips enacts the anxiety and grief of the knowledge that there is no escape from death, no matter how much we may love and protect someone. It will be the past/ and we'll live there together the final poem begins; it ends: It will be the past/ and it will last forever.
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Review
In sparse, deft, and elegant language, Phillips's remarkable second book of poems, Boy, places the poet midway between the lives of his parents and the lives of his children, where 'the endless dream / of childhood' has given way to the reality that 'whole human beings / sprang from us.' From this vantage point, he celebrates the wonderful simultaneity of experience that allows him to be, all at once, father, son, and boy. --Michael Collier, author of
Dark Wild Realm"Phillips' vibrant, witty, and elegiac collection chronicles the terrors and everyday joys of what it means to be a father, while at the same time creating a moving link to one's ancestors." --Dylan Foley, The Star-Ledger