Review of Latent Heat

Latent Heat

Catherine Hunter grew up in Winnipeg, where she listened well to the rhythm and music of the streets, supermarkets and malls. Her well-attuned ear captures this rhythm and music. In Latent Heat, she plays with it until it pirouettes onto the page in unexpected, yet hauntingly appropriate and beautiful images. Latent Heat is a work of exceptional poetic inspiration and ability. Hunter combines the talent and technique of the storyteller with the finely chiselled images of the poet. Lovers of poetry will sink into the cool, clear waters of Hunter's vision, never once asking to come up for air. But those who aren't will also find much to enjoy. Meaning here is not buried under mountains of words. It floats on the surface of magnificently flowing lines.


The Winnipeg Free Press

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Latent Heat

Catherine Hunter's Latent Heat is a treat for anyone interested in a good thoughtful read of good, thoughtful, contemporary poetry. The book is a clear reflection of her compulsion to be fresh and arresting in her poetry. But Catherine Hunter is no poet-anarchist, simply and self-indulgently letting form find its own way to reflect the content of her work. Her poems do not evolve organically out of whatever verbal sculpture inherent in the sense and passion of her words. There is construction, shape, invention, and an adaptation of words, sentiment, and meaning. The result is a satisfying and coherent vessel for the expression of her truths. Her poetry is a rough caress of words; palm, fingers, tips, running lightly over the erect down on our skin, the caressing hand thickened with effort, self-denial, and disappointment. A submissive eroticism blended with an unyielding vision of the unreasonableness of the world.


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