A bird that isn’t there
Jeremy Noel-Tod: R.F. Langley, 8 February 2001
“... is characteristic. His poems shrink interestingly from the single, arrogating point of view, the self-possessed lyric ‘I’. You, I, he, she, we, it are liable to take each other’s place without warning, until, as ‘The Barber’s Beard’ puts it: Jack and the poet and the pronouns shrug, take a breath each, and melt into the blue. It is with the ... ”