"14 rue Serpentine: A Paris Notebook," one of the new poems with which Christopher begins this three-decade retrospective, assumes what has become the poet's signature form: episodic narrative achieved by means of short scenes, as in an art film, with swift cuts and special effects. Christopher, who is also the author of four novels and a study of film noir, is an enjoyably indulgent director: "You're dreaming of the velodrome / the rings of Saturn spinning / with riders who blur away / like those fast-motion films / of flowers blossoming and dying." He asserts, "Sometimes it's not hours but years that pass in a single day," and that is precisely the sensation induced by this dreamlike and highly visual collection, where punctuation is often scarce and the plausible—a girl in a yellow bikini drinking Campari, say—can quickly turn surreal.
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Review
PRAISE FOR CROSSING THE EQUATOR"To read [Christopher’s] richly honed and sensuous work, which has so much tensile strength, is to visit other worlds and then return to our own, disturbed by time, but also refreshed and reawakened."THE WASHINGTON POST BOOK WORLD"Nicholas Christopher[’s] . . . three decades of poems, lyric and narrative, can be read through with enormous pleasure and considerable wonder."LOS ANGELES TIMES BOOK REVIEW