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The Middleman (Salmon Poetry) [Paperback]

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Pages   64
Est. Packaging Dimensions:   Length: 8.08" Width: 5.28" Height: 0.21"
Weight:   0.24 lbs.
Binding  Softcover
Release Date   Jul 29, 2005
Publisher   Salmon Poetry
ISBN  1903392314  
ISBN13  9781903392317  


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The Middleman  Aug 6, 2008
The poems in The Middleman refuse to take sides, or rather, they insist on taking all sides. Writing from the United States with a Canadian background and Irish ancestry, Cavanagh straddles a number of borders. With deft language and a compassionate voice, his poems explore complex territories of love, family, work, and nationality through the lens of personal history. They seek lost connections from a Montreal childhood, a funeral procession in Cork, or a walk with a lover among wildflowers in Vermont. Always there is yearning for meaning. And usually it's the subtle, middle ground between extremes that seems most fertile.

These poems suggest that in the search for sensuous understanding lies a saving beauty and vitality. Baffled by contradictions, the middleman of the title poem finds himself ...

...right where I have to be...high
on my own thin wire, gamely stringing myself

along, half wanting to look down, half blinded
by midday glare, stretching for who knows where.

Born and raised in Montreal, David Cavanagh has also lived in Ontario and now in Vermont, where he works as an associate dean at Johnson State College. His poems have appeared in journals, chapbooks, and anthologies in the U.S., Canada, and Ireland. The Middleman is his first full-length collection.
 
The Middleman  Jun 18, 2004
Middle age, middle man....after the beginning, before the end; who is the hero of this age? David Cavanagh in his slim book of poems entitled The Middleman, tries to be this hero however middling he may be. The cover suggests it's a balancing act with a picture of Karl Wallenda, a tightrope walker setting the stage. To do anything other than walk and balance on this line is dangerous, as he reminds us in the title poem.


.....-one minute

I feel tucked inside a dead-end safety zone, middle
of a middling life, pleasant home, decent

income, fenced backyard, a long good love.
The next I'm strung out on the thinnest

of taut high wires, the balancing act of a lifetime,
the crowd hushed below. Without ever

making a stir, I've stepped right off the platform-
a mid-life Flying Wallenda, cat-walking high

above ground. Look down beyond the tip of slipper
or think too hard of one side or the other

and I'm gone. Dead meat. Splayed on the seething
dump of career, TV, pumped-up media sex,......

The first poem in the book, Call it, suggests, "call it your life". So that is our theme; the middle aged man's life. With a little gratitude our hero might notice the contrast
between where he stands and where he might fall. Or he might just be board with existence. From poem to poem Cavanagh singles out and holds up moments and
episodes from his life, each like a step on the tight rope defining and accepting that life, as is. The language is clear and flowing, frank and dramatic. Cavanagh's world is
one of everyday people, and experiences that speak up to pose questions, make situations, and push or steer the Middleman, as in:


Rings
Life is not perfect like a gold ring, she says.
Something is off, she says.
It's not just do things all day, go home, kissy-poo
at night and that's it, she says.
Yearning, she says.
I have to go but toothpaste, she says.
Call me, I say.
She says, Call me.

Which brings us to an interesting question: is the mid-life crisis a genre of male storytelling? Cavanagh seems to have established that men become dissatisfied when they reach the apex of their accomplishments. Likewise they make false assumptions about what they think they will accomplish before death, and don't know what to do with the rest of their lives. Cavanagh works this fatalistic genre honestly, perhaps even recognizing the blinders he has donned:

The Ocean I would move in
.......I warn you
I am not used
to your underwater world
I am a surface creature

metallic in the sun....

The poet sees in the world his otherness, looking at it as a potential mate. In this case a male or female poet will see the world categorically different from each other, and Cavanagh's journey is intensely personal. Each step Cavanagh takes on his tightrope offers the firmness of retracing memories of his father in Montreal, his Irish
background, a time he spent in Ontario, his lover in Vermont, his job as associate dean at Johnson State College. It is an educational walk. Witnessing Cavandagh's "mid-life thing", invites us to weigh and choose meanings, as he does. Like an hour glass he plays with, Cavanagh turns his life over and back. Even obvious questions become
fodder for reflection. Does poetry comes from how man looks at a woman, or vice versa? As Cavanagh puts it in As If

"Which end of the camera are you at this evening?"

Middle age, middle man....after the beginning, before the end; who is the hero of this age?

 

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