John Mole on Mirror Lake

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In the title poem of this accomplished and often deeply moving collection, David Van-Cauter asks ‘Were we here, or were we only passing through?’ The answer is, of course, both. His poems negotiate shifting landscapes of loss even as they celebrate the firm ground of married love. He writes elsewhere of poems that ‘stretch’ and ‘interconnect’ which is what his do, stretching the reader’s imagination while interconnecting the intimately personal with a vivid, detailed objectivity of observation. For him darkness is at times ‘comforting’ and at others ‘vacant’ but, as in the beautiful ‘Living Room’ with ‘sofas shifted to accommodate a hospital bed’ and where ‘I watch you from a distance, / two metres feeling like light years’, the room nevertheless ‘lights up/ with all we were and are.’ These are strong, affirmative poems – generous, tender, often marked by a sense of fun and banter underlying their seriousness, and always skilfully crafted.
John Mole
President of Ver Poets

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In the title poem of this accomplished and often deeply moving collection, David Van-Cauter asks ‘Were we here, or were we only passing through?’ The answer is, of course, both.
These poems negotiate shifting landscapes of loss even as they celebrate the firm ground of married love, stretching the reader’s imagination while interconnecting the intimately personal with a vivid, detailed objectivity of observation..
For him darkness is at times ‘comforting’ and at others ‘vacant’ but, as in the beautiful ‘Living Room’ with ‘sofas shifted to accommodate a hospital bed’ and where ‘I watch you from a distance’, the room nevertheless ‘lights up/ with all we were and are.’
These are strong, affirmative poems – generous, tender, often marked by a sense of fun and banter underlying their seriousness, and always skilfully crafted.

John Mole

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David Van-Cauter on Mirror Lake

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Extract from my blog…

...Written towards the end of my round-the-world trip, which inspired several of the poems…

Relaxing in Vancouver with overcast weather, reminding me of home, less than two weeks away, seems like a good excuse to ruminate on the whole trip so far.

What have I learned? One key thing is that in order to see something clearly, you have to take a step back and look at it from a distance and with some perspective. I’ve had some rough years, but it’s time to move on, reassess, work out what’s important to me now. There’s a massive world out here and it’s often easy to forget that when you feel trapped in your own tiny realm of existence. It’s like opening the windows and letting the fresh air flow in. In an ideal world, everyone would be given the time and money to do this – it would open so many eyes and make people a lot less inclined to kill each other all the time. But I think it’s possible to open your mind without going to all the effort of going around the world. You can do it in small ways, every day. Look for the unfamiliar and the unique within the things you take for granted. Be prepared to do the unexpected, and that way, when bad things happen, you can take it in your stride and deal with them. I’ve been hibernating and hiding for too long. Back home, I’ll still be travelling.

Painting, Morning on Mirror Lake, Yosemite by Frederick Ferdinand Schafer