A Poetry Collection for the Curious: A Review of Kate Cayley’s When This World Comes to an End

KateCayley_coverI read Toronto queer writer Kate Cayley’s collection of poetry When this World Comes to an End right after I read Dani Couture’s YAW, also a book of poetry, and they’ve become connected in my mind somehow, which is quite odd because they’re full of very different poems.  While YAW is full of personal, emotional poems, often about grief, When this World Comes to an End contains lots of different voices and tones and feels more intellectual.  The variety of voices isn’t surprising given that Cayley also has a background as a playwright; some of the poems actually feel like dramatic monologues.

This collection is also quite funny at times, though, so don’t take intellectual to mean serious.  But Cayley’s poems are full of curiosity and imagination, about history, science, art, and the strange possibilities of our world, in a way that feels intellectual to me in the best sense of the word (read: not stuffy or pretentious).

In fact, Cayley sometimes pushes this curiosity, this practice of wondering what if, to wonderfully entertaining silliness, sometimes tinged with sadness, like when she imagines an old, respected doctor who has never felt pain suddenly shrinking and shrinking and shrinking until he is the size of a pea.  His wife never finds him because he ends up in his private desk drawer and she respects his privacy.  A stranger poem I don’t think I’ve read.  It has the same kind of joyful absurdity of Alice in Wonderland.  Actually, that reminds me: one of the poems is about Charles Dodgson and Alice Liddell, the creator and inspiration for Alice in Wonderland respectively.

Other poems are told from the perspectives of or are about a remarkably diverse cast of historical and mythological people, such as Persephone (Greek goddess of the underworld), the first man who died in the electric chair, one of Leonardo da Vinci’s assistants, and Simone Weil (a philosopher, activist, and contemporary of Simone de Beauvoir who died at quite a young age).  “Simone Weil,” one of the poems I liked most in the whole book, goes like this:

Cigarette in yellowing hand
she is wreathed in smoke,
a saint wanting to burn.
Her free hand
wanders, fingering

a pen, stale bread;
eyes restless,
knowing truth is silent
and God absent,
like thought, they hover
on the outside of certainties

She shifts a little,
picks up the pen

and waits
as saints do,
in perfect solitude

“Persephone,” a striking poem with vivid imagery, was also one of my favourites:

She partitioned each
red seed with a swift tongue

She knew what he was offering—
the earth beneath the earth, his troubled self,
forceful, unmade, a blank and stubborn face,
his mouth twitching like a child
since he had not known, before her, what it was he wanted.
He had no cunning
and this won her, with the wish
for silence and the restful dark.

                                                                     Some women desire winter
more than summer, ends more than beginnings,
each seed disappearing down her throat.

My very favourite, though, is one where, well, the title says it all: “Nick Drake and Emily Dickinson Meet in the Afterlife”:

He tells her about the thin grey light
when the songs came, halting, in pieces
and she tells him about her furtive sleep,
and a thousand poems hidden in a drawer.

Kate Cayley, photo by Carmen Ferrell

Kate Cayley, photo by Carmen Ferrell

While I think anyone with a healthy dose of historical curiosity will enjoy this book, if you’re interested in the history of photography, this is definitely a poetry collection you should pick up.  While the first section focuses on particular significant people, the second focuses on one photograph in each poem, including “Boulevard du Temple,” which is the first photograph to show a person.  I found myself googling and discovering all sorts of cool things I wouldn’t have otherwise thought to look up.  My only stipulation was that I wished they had included the photographs, at least for some of the poems.  There is a really cool photo of a diving horse from the early 20th century on the cover, which is the subject of one of the poems.

I heartily recommend this poetry collection, especially to all my fellow nerds who are always curious to know about people in other times and places.

About CaseytheCanadianLesbrarian

Known in some internet circles as Casey the Canadian Lesbrarian, Casey Stepaniuk is a writer and librarian who holds an MA in English literature. She lives and works in the unceded territory of the Snuneymuxw First Nation (Nanaimo, BC). Topics and activities dear to her heart include cats, bisexuality, libraries, queer (Canadian) literature, running, and drinking tea. She runs the website Casey the Canadian Lesbrarian, where you can find reviews of LGBTQ2IA+ Canadian books, archives of the book advice column Ask Your Friendly Neighbourhood Lesbrarian, and some other queer, bookish stuff. She also writes for Autostraddle. Find her on Twitter: @canlesbrarian. Some of her old reviews, especially the non-Canadian variety, can be found at the Lesbrary.
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