The second collection by one of the most significant literary figures in the Caribbean (TheGlobe and Mail).

Assured but chance-inflected, ever rooted in the local but always world-aware,Consolereconsiders languages, geographies, and memories as luminous soundscapes. With lyric dexterity, Colin Channer jolts old notions of New England, cross-fading from the Berkshires to Anguilla, from Connecticut to Senegal. A dissolve to the poets childhood in Jamaica occurs after glimpsing an old record player in Providence, leading to the title poems meditations on reggae, religion, marriage, justice, and transgressions in the home.

With allusive links to photography, music, sea mammals, mistranslation, and the universal ritual of the walk,Consolereorganizes our sense of time, collapses and rebreaks the remembered and certain, renames the familiar, reaches for settled etymologies, and turns words inside out.