So I finished reading the Don Paterson Selected Works, and did prefer the later ones to the early ones. My favourite was Two Trees from his 2009 collection Rain, but I also liked the title poem from that book and 2 short pieces about his son, The Circle and Correctives. He uses rhyme with increasing frequency as his career progresses, which is a good sign in my book, though the only fixed form I noticed him use is the sonnet. Luckily that’s my favourite.
Since I had 20 minutes to kill today I ventured into the City library and was delighted to find books by both him and Sophie Hannah, so I checked out Rain and also a Selected Works collection by her. Previously I’ve been discouraged that most of the poets I wanted to read weren’t available there, but when they are there they are so much easier to get hold of that at the Uni library that I should really make that my first stop.
The reason I was killing time was waiting for my eye tests. Hateful experience. I know how long I take to pick a style, so I had gone in on Saturday with my contacts in so I could see properly what the different frames looked like. I settled on a pair I liked, and today I couldn’t find them again. Aaaaaargh! Plus the optician changed my prescription, even though the contact lens guy didn’t, so I’m worried the new glasses are going to make me dizzy. I spend so long reading every day, my eye comfort is important. Oh well, could be worse. Hurrah for the lack of glaucoma.