With the poetry collection, Dead Letter Office, I was hooked as soon as I read the opening line: “There’s a mallard and his mate outside my window.” This one simple statement encapsulates everything that follows. This is the story of a rejected lover, looking out of their window, viewing the world outside in contrast to their own isolation.
When Dead Letter Office landed in my inbox, I half-expected something along the same lines as Exiled on Main Street, the poetry collection we published by the same author in 2012. In a way, I was surprised at the contrast between the two books. Exiled on Main Street is much broader in tone, with the poet adopting a range of angry, disillusioned voices. Dead Letter Office is gentler and bleaker, with a single voice dwelling on the mistakes of their past.