Moving through shades of darkness and light, Charlie Smith captures a refracted view of a disturbed, disintegrating world. Demo explores landscapes both natural and urban, probing the spaces where the two overlap. Its narrator is at once wanderer and witness, living among streets where flowers are covered with dust, and smells of Mexican food and Chinese cooking fill the air. The poet finds a resurgence of life in the ruins, reminding us once again adquo;that we don't really know what beauty is until we've looked hard at the horror that throws beauty into bright relieftdquo; (New York Times). In Demo, Smith conveys a kinetic expression of hope that transcends human vagaries and machinations.
From udquo;After the Wind Died Down>dquo;
I say these things
in gratitude, moved by the old blistering
of happiness.
