… silver eels with intelligent faces examine ours,
assess our aptitude.
This was a world we thought we knew
by daylight but it resembles nothing that we know,
insists we think like water at slack tide —
ambivalent, sensing whether to come or go
(Slack Tide)
Slack tide is the turning point when a body of tidal water can seem uncertain as to whether it is coming in or going out. While surface water may be deceptively calm at this time, below the surface huge divergent forces are at work. In the title of Sarah Day’s ninth collection the term is an expression of twenty-first century unease. World events and global forces are an oblique presence in much of this collection in whose poems private and public disturb one another’s space and boundaries.
“This singular metaphor [slack tide] resonates throughout the collection, embracing wider dissonances, which question how best to live an ethical life. This is a collection that holds unseen tumultuous experience in conflict with surface poise. Again, the poet looks to make sense of the chaos ‘behind things’ and, in this way, the titular poem ‘Slack Tide’ holds the landscape close”.
“Given how much the relation between the above and the below is an important part of Day’s view of the world, there’s an attractive consistency in deploying (even if not in all the poems) a technique which adopts this at a hermeneutic level.”
“… a book of deep contemplation of the issues of our times: climate change, racism, the consolation of nature, and places under threat. Each poem is an attainment few can match, the poetry is superb at every level”.