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Book SynopsisThis is the second poem to appear from among a small set entitled The Calendar. Each book relates to the others as the points, not in a line, but of a star: none need be considered as first or last. In Jerusalem Deleted a city, once thought broken, is to be expunged. It has become the solemn duty or keenest wish of each and all to capture and suffocate, to cremate and to inter, its "floating middle". The poem inks in super-suicessionary reruinations, a tune-kit packed to unfix the funerary signage.
Trade Review'"A poem", Robert Frost wrote, "is the emotion of having a thought while the reader waits, a little anxiously, for the success of dawn." Day, and joy, do come to Night Office: brightly, beautifully, and with restorative echoes of Wordsworth.' CHURCH TIMES; 'viable and affecting Anglican poetry' TLS
