“Dylan Brennan writes of ‘the need to perceive all the things of this earth’, and this collection succeeds not just in perceiving, but exhibiting the glow and sometimes the horror, the galactic variety, the soft places and flaming intensities that fill our human world. He writes on the borders of life and of death, on the frontiers of cultures, in poems shot full of colour and obliquely illuminated, so that the simple truth of complex live reality is memorably displayed.” Eiléan Ní Chuilleanáin“Let the Dead, the eagerly awaited second full collection by Dylan Brennan, consolidates a deft and versatile lyric gift, one capable of shoring effortlessly from a gentle almost spectral lyricism to unblinking social critique. It’s a collection that spans oceans, hemispheres, millennia, shaping a kinetic and blended landscape, where the aromas, the colour-scheme, the very soils of Mexico and Ireland are combined. It brings forces from the depths of geological time into our inscrutable present, harnessing them with emphatic, seemingly effortless panache.” Billy Ramsell“Dylan Brennan is one of the most vital Irish poets writing today. Let the Dead injects its speaker and the language of James Joyce’s ‘The Dead’ with a powerful defamiliarising agent. We listen in on made-otherworldly experiences in Mexico and Ireland – of bog cotton, coriander, onion and lime, of miscarriage and new parenthood, of the births and deaths of a made-close ‘you’, of the universe and its grasshoppers and ‘new world vultures’. Though ‘the border solidifies’, Brennan’s poetic rigour in short verse, prose and poetic sequences ‘coax[es] [us] back to wonder’.” Kimberly Campanello“I love the variety of forms—haibun, prose poem, short lyric, mythic sequence—into which Dylan Brennan pours his intense poetic brew. If it is a dark concoction it is brilliantly flavored with the bitterness of stout and the spice of Mexican hot chocolate, a mélange of languages and histories from both sides of the Atlantic. If that sounds too exotic, know that at heart this is a book about family—about the risk and magic of bringing a child into our troubled world— and therefore truly universal.” Campbell McGrath“Instead of prompting the completion of the Biblical phrase, ‘Let the dead bury the dead’, Dylan Brennan’s collection invites readers to Let the Dead be alive … This book attests that by entering into resonance with human suffering, only poetry can show us life hidden in death, thereby offering consolation.”Pura López Colomé“At turns savage – fierce and insistent as the epiphanic black of vultures circling – then with a touch as light as bog cotton, Let the Dead finds Dylan Brennan tender and attentive to the ritual of death; a narrative that entwines each and every one of us back through a glacial time.” Keith Payne“A collection of poems that are so utterly savage in their beauty, they defy form and categorisation ... the dead are always with us, the layers of the past are keenly felt, history is reimagined and respected and pain is always close. From brilliant reworkings of Joyce, to the ekphrastic, Brennan’s post-colonial poetics of both Ireland and Mexico weave a timeless, seamless tapestry. Exquisite.” Elaine Feeney
