In the eighties Paul Mills and his family lived in California, and travelled round the Western United States. Some years after their return he began a new life with his children as a single parent.
Certain moments, hardly noticed at the time, on reflection seem to have had direct designs on the future. They open up perspectives, emotional as well as physical, into a new space.
These poems revisit and dramatise these experiences, which fly up like fragments from an underground explosion, from a place which offered no sign.
An impressive voice with a distinctive authority and range — Michael Schmidt
Ambitious and wide ranging — TLS
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Dinosaur Point was the overall winner of the 1999 Book & Pamphlet Competition.
It rewards and withstands a lot of rereading. What I especially like is the rather apprehensive feeling that absolutely anything can happen…that means great freedom – and a lot of provisional mental or imaginative systems, a big kit of metaphysical templates. His poems are genuine flying machines – bits and pieces from half the world in the rigging – but they take off, and have that sort of beauty which works in the world and is meant to. —Ted Hughes (of Half Moon Bay, Carcanet, 1993)