Emma Neale. Tender Machines. ISBN 978-1-927322-34-5. Dunedin: Otago University Press, 2015. RRP $25. 108 pp.
This is a big book, the fifth to date from seemingly effortlessly talented poet / novelist Emma Neale. She herself writes of it:
To my own mind, Tender Machines refers to the cogs and pistons of a poem: a machine that helps us with the psychological work of surviving ourselves. Tender Machines are also the tools of our digital age; devices that help to keep us alive; they are also vulnerable physical human forms we love. I hope the phrase also suggests the repetitions we have to shoulder as caregivers. [https://emmaneale.wordpress.com/2015/08/27/tender-machines/]Neale is, of course, referring to William Carlos Williams’ celebrated dictum: “A poem is a small (or large) machine made out of words.” Williams went on to explain his further comment “There’s nothing sentimental about a machine” by specifying that “that there can be no part that is redundant.” Neale, it would appear, hopes to retain this lack of redundancy while tempering any implication of a lack of feeling within her poems. The results, I think, speak for themselves in this rich and radiant collection.
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'Tender Machines': best book title ever. And within, describing that minute part of the universe that allowed for life as being 'like existential porridge:just right.' Just right indeed.
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