“I rhyme”, said Seamus Heaney, “to set the darkness echoing.” It is an ancient and honourable duty of the poet. Kieran Beville writes poems “…to make the pain rhyme."
I put his book down for a moment when I read that line, all the rhymes for ‘pain’ echoing in the back of my mind, and I settled on the word ‘gain.’
There is much to be gained from reading these quiet, steady reflections on the grief and joy that goes inescapably with being human.
Above all, perhaps, what the poet here so amply demonstrates: pain, if we’re able for it, can open the gate to acceptance and understanding of this one and only world we share — and poems can help you to save your own life. — Theo Dorgan
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