Tim Carter's Remains is a stinging, lyric wonder. Where blood and language flood the body's immediate and involuntary cavities of memory, Carter's voice surfaces in astonishing remembering. Visible in the vibrant, fractured forms of the mother and the everlasting body of these words, Carter's revelatory powers are a profound gesture of love, shock, and grief.
- Rachel Eliza Griffiths,
author of Seeing the Body
The emotional territory that Tim Carter must map lies somewhere between the "muscular, glossy" anger of Rodin and Cassatt's nuanced interest in not "how things were, but how they felt." These two extremities are Carter's burden and his great gift. He puts the body back together again. That is, he remembers his mother, a painter, using whatever fragments he can of language, light, voices, documents, colors, traps, snapshots--to make a case for recovering the feeling and the form. It's neither an attempt to control or explain, but an immersion in, or an "essay" (an attempt) on authentic lamentation. This book is audacious, elusive, beautiful, harrowing, tender.
- Bruce Smith,
author of Spill (2018)
Remains is one of the most loving homages to a lost parent I've ever read. Devastating and clear-eyed, compassionate, Tim Carter's poems mark incredible skill in emotional expression, entering into the deeply traumatic experience of a family car accident that took the life of the mother. What astounds me is the amount of empathy it takes to accomplish such a feat. Through Carter's elegant, investigatory poetry, the dead are vivid, totally alive. "There's no need for prayers and flutes for the dead when / the musicians have already left her body" he writes in one poem. But in this book, the music, passed down from mother to son, is breathtakingly palpable.
- Bianca Stone,
author of The Möbius Strip Club of Grief
Memory and consolation
inherit many forms, as does grief. With riveting
lyricism and other
illumined testimony, Remains thrives.
Tim Carter has written an unforgettable book.
- Michael Burkard,
author of Envelope of Night
Available from BOAAT Press November 2020
Poems from the book
"Meditation" in The Comstock Review (print)
"This Was the Body" in The Comstock Review (print)
"The Dirty Image" in Stone Canoe (print)
The Matador Review
"The Pope Jumps the Grand Canyon" in Copper Nickel (print)