Today I am grateful to the late British poet Julia Darling. What happened was I was doing my “Artist’s Date” in my local library and I simply grabbed her collection of poems “Sudden Collapses in Public Places” (2003) by accident. And I read a couple of poems and I liked them. Simply that – liked them. But you poetry-lovers, or haters, must admit, that this does not happen often. Poems bore you often – annoy you – often. You can appreciate them. But it happens extremely rarely that you actually like poems – for what they are. And not because the author is the judge on every poetry competition you send your poems to.
Having realised this fact myself, I went back after a while and checked the book out. And read it. And liked every poem in it. They are just – alive, sincere, natural, flowing. Taking unexpected but human turns. And I even was going to write to her – telling her all of this.
But she died. In 2005.