On The Cave After
Saltwater Tide:
a poet of energy, a tremendous energy which spills over into some
marvellous monologues, as though the single speaking voice of other parts
of the book were not enough to contain it. Martin Duwell
a substantial poet for whom more taxonomical reviews will have difficulty
in finding a category. Geoff Page
these poems...sing and hum and thrill and trill. This collection
is a must for every Australian to read. Peter Mitchell, Australian
Book Review
On Hemingway in Spain and Selected Poems:
Articulate and endlessly curious, David Reiter sets no bounds to
his taste for the worlds many places, people and happenings. He
creates a colourful simulacrum of Spains invincible, fecund life
and history. Judith Rodriguez
Reiter's book bring[s] a panorama of lost worlds to the reader from the Kremlin, to Flinder's Breaksea Island, from Norfolk Island markets... to Idaho. They stitch you into a tapestry blending a rather fine weave, with loose threads left hanging just to trip you up if you become complacent. 'Art does not insist. You must let the fragments/find voice and not worry so much about the gaps.' Bev Braune, Australian Book Review
What Reiter has done is more imaginative and more genuinely creative and ground-breaking because he has turned Spain not into a land of monuments that the poet reacts to and makes poems from but into a land of voices. Hemingway acts as a kind of guide but the voice is as likely to be that of a character from one of his novels as it is to be that of the writer. And Columbus, Charles the Fifth, Clint Eastwood, Miro, Picasso and a host of others get to speak as well. All of the themes of this 'voco-drama' interrelate because, as one poem says: 'the centuries / act in circles more often than straight lines'. Martin Duwell
Hemingway in Spain is a substantial and accomplished piece of writing which, often in the persona of Hemingway, retraces poetically amny of that man's preoccupations, as part of David Reiter's aesthetic response to his experience of Spain (photography is also included). History and its lessons, the blood shed in its making, suffering and stoicism, religion and belief, the mystery of beauty and sex, the nature of modern life and the primal 'truth' (as Hemingway might put it) of ancient cultures and rituals. Pithy observations which in the confidence of their assertion carry a ring of truth evoke the big American style: Infidelity / was a squall for some, an anchor for others / candles against the uncertainties of night...Some believe it's science / others just good luck / that we fall in love / is a superstition; that we stay together is default... ("Contrast at Cuenca"). Nathan Hollier, Overland.152
Australia does have...a few who are masters of the poetic art... they include the great Les Murray, the splendid Phillip Salom and the challenging David P Reiter. Hemingway in Spain is the best example yet of Reiter's experiment with what he calls fusion poetry and the story he tells in the many parts that comprise the whole offers as intriguing and insightful a perspective as any on the great, but flawed American novelist...[he] brings us that man in various forms, whether as the writer, as his greatest character from his greatest novel Robert Jordan from For Whom The Bell Tolls or as an observer looking back. And while taking on Hemingway is a formidable challenge, remember that in the end even Hemingway couldn't live up to being Hemingway. Reiter is more than equal to the task. Michael Jacobson, Gold Coast Weekend Review
David Reiter's most recent book is
a fascinating expression of the problem of history and the emptiness of
the social sphere...[the] photos exemplify what I read as the central
thesis...the frustrating presence of a past that cannot be pinned down,
and that offers no secure place for human subjects...this is a book which
disturbs, rather than confirms, a narrative stability. Its uncertain politics,
its promiscuous juxtaposing of images, times and places, and its collapsing
of the fictional into the historical (and vice versa), leaves something
unsettled and unexpected, but something which deserves further attention.
Jen Webb, Idiom 2
On Letters We Never
Sent:
This is a book of quotes and epigrams, speculation and anecdote, yearnings and palimpsests, and voices in profusion as David Reiter puts his head down into historical but also fictive intertexts of Tahiti. I am tired of old planets one of these voices says, and we too travel through his richly interwoven monologues to search out the nature of art, of civilisation.... These poems even name the siren call of the Internet as the new exotic, the medium of desire. But I was especially struck by the central idea of letters never sent as poetic speculation, at its most pointed in the wit and banter between Gauguin and Van Gogh, climaxing in the wonderful Van Gogh commentaries on the famous paintings. Philip Salom
Gauguin in the South Seas, Van Gogh in Arles, surfing the Internet, stumbling into chat rooms or a fish and chip shop in the Cook Islands, explorations of past travellers and the random confused explorations of the Information Highway Such is the exciting collage of images Reiter places skillfully before us. Phrases, lines, stories that reflect back and forth touching always on the dream of happiness, the longing to make sense of ourselves. Peter Boyle
When a title sells out, authors and publishers have
mixed feelings. The author is gratified to have a substantial readership
and the publisher has room for new books. David Reiters first
four poetry titles have sold out, so he must have a dedicated
following indeed!
The challenge for readers of David P
Reiters work over the past 15 years has been trying to pin down
his art and influences. Not an easy task. His imagination resists cultural
razor wire by composing without a passport, accepting no subject as
off-limits. And this multi-award winning author more often sets the
trends these days rather than following them.
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