An extended eulogy that is as spare as it is beautiful, Instead of Goodbye sees established poet, John Powell Ward, exploring a new voice at the height of his writing powers. The material is elegant, poised, and utterly heart-breaking, yet never sentimental. After a lifetime with his wife, Sarah, the sense of loss is visceral, yet the control of the material never wavers resulting in an exquisitely poised lyricism cannot fail to move.
Or was it night? I've still forgotten,
Absence so total we hang till
Bemused in such pain, enigma
With fragments enough
To vend more griefs, like this.