The Ventriloquist Dummy’s Lament

The Ventriloquist Dummy’s Lament is an exciting collaboration between poet and artist. It consists of a powerful combination of 21 villanelles by Colin Pink with 21 woodcuts by Daniel Goodwin inspired by the poems. We launched the book and accompanying exhibition at a packed out Poetry Cafe June 5th with readings from Colin and guest poet Mimi Khalvati and an introduction to the woodcuts by Daniel. The exhibition of Daniel’s woodcuts and paintings runs until 29th June, where you can also buy a copy of the book (also available from our Shop).

Ventriloquist Front Cover with Border‘..breathtakingly Colin Pink gives us twenty-one accomplished villanelles, each one accompanied by a woodcut of a lightning panache by artist Daniel Goodwin, to illuminate the poet’s “vision” so “that many beings can become vessels of light”…’ William Oxley

‘Daniel Goodwin’s woodcuts are lively and direct responses to Colin Pink’s incisive villanelles. They offer an unusual perspective in which images taken from the poems’ themes are revealed out of apparent abstraction, their visual boldness perfectly complementing Pink’s rhythmic urgency.’ Kit Boyd

 

Upwards

We thought we were moving upwards, forever striving,
Reaching for rung after rung. All along we couldn’t see
The way up and the way down came to the same thing.

A sparrow swoops in one door and out again, flying
Through the hearth, swift hearted, from artifice it flees.
We thought we were moving upwards, forever striving

To complete the perfect circle. There was always something
Missing no matter how hard we searched. It couldn’t be
The way up and the way down came to the same thing.

All go into the dark whirlpool and there’s no returning:
Consumed in love, ambition, reverence, in each degree
We thought we were moving upwards. Forever striving,

Intoxicated with ideas of progress, we persisted, inventing
Many things with unexpected consequence. We didn’t see
The way up and the way down came to the same thing.

After a long journey, travelling in novelty, we’re becoming
Doubtful; did we live a toxic dream? It made our spine freeze:
We thought we were moving upwards, forever striving;
The way up and the way down came to the same thing.

Colin Pink

4 Upwards
Upwards © Daniel Goodwin
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