There is art that is created for a commission and then there is art that is a labor of love. This collection of poetry is the latter. It is dedicated to my brother as a way of keeping his memory alive in my heart, and the hearts of my family. The title, Vestige, refers to visible signs left by something that is gradually diminishing . To me, it symbolizes continuing hope. I truly believe this word is, in this instance, a true omen.
Mortality is a difficult subject at best, and an exercise in morbidity at worst. I have made an attempt to spin things in the context of life’s better nature and a “Soul of Silk” which will be revealed by a poem herein. With any luck, the silkworm will do its work and connect us all to the light of humanity and generosity.My brother is now, thankfully, at peace.
In his honour I will pledge all royalties from this book to Cancer Research UK. I believe that we are on the cusp of eradicating cancer once and for all! In the meantime, it is heartening to know we all have a fighting chance. I remind everyone to take all precautions and do the recommended tests.
The library shelves are stocked full of love stories, however, few of them are as epic and engaging as the compilation written here by Anthony Smith. Encompassing a third of a century, the love poems and prose here are part of a long-range, long term relationship involving one of the linguistic masters of a generation.
Never, in all my years of editing, have I encountered anyone so well-informed on language, with the imagination to use that knowledge in a competent and completely original manner. For more sensitive readers, I assure you of a happy ending. Rich and rewarding, this book is a tour de force that discriminating readers should not miss.