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In his most recent volume of poetry, Rienzi
Crusz’s preoccupations have not substantially changed, but his
perspectives have. He is deeply conscious of time and place, the
events of the past and the concerns of the future. But like many
lyrical poets, he is also concerned with broader existential
concerns, with love and hope, with tragedy and despair. He
continues to look at nature in its multiple forms for
inspiration and tranquility.
The journey continues. Rienzi Crusz “must wizard a track through
his own screaming weed.” As he meditates on the edge of silence,
he goes feistily through the scowl of age, distance and time,
lovingly through the many idioms of the sun, and revels in the
poetic spaces with the ‘singing metaphor,’ the dance of words.
Crusz also sings of his zest for life—“Hell, No !” He will “not
go gentle into that dark night”. As always, he holds to the
tried recipes of his song: love and laughter, and memories that
stay like honey in the mouth. |
"Arguably the best living Sri Lankan poet in English."
—World Literature Today
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Rienzi Crusz
was born in Sri Lanka and came to Canada in 1965. Educated at
the Universities of Ceylon, London (England), Toronto, and
Waterloo. He has widely published in magazines in Canada and the
United States, and is the author of ten previous collections of
poetry. |
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