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Ledbury Emerging Critics: Mary Jean Chan reviews ‘Shrines of Upper Austria’ by Phoebe Power

As one of the four Poetry Book Society Spring 2018 Recommendations, Phoebe Power’s debut collection Shrines of Upper Austria (Carcanet Press, 2018) sings with a variety of different notes, ranging from the gruesome details of an Austrian murder case to a moving sequence written in the voice of Power’s Austrian grandmother, Christl, who left for the UK in the aftermath of the Second World War.

Power personally conceives of the collection “…as a shrine: a gathering of objects, words and images important to someone, both as discrete objects and as a composition” (Poetry Book Society Spring Bulletin, 2018). This collage effect works very well in terms of keeping the reader’s interest piqued, such that the book can be easily read in one sitting, for there is no telling what might lie around the bend at the mere turn of the page.

I particularly admire Power’s use of multilingualism throughout the book, with German and English echoing and augmenting one another within the same poem, and at times even within the same line or breath:


We save soup cans, bean and veg tins
to clatter where they trail the grass,
pin a spray of rubber dummies and a
pillow, sagging rain. The doll of her
sits forward in a car seat, up-raised
polyvinyl queen. Na ja, we marker-pen,
was kann es schöneres geben
als ein kleines neues Leben?

‘Installation for a New Baby’


That the words in German are left unglossed within the text is a political gesture; here, Power lets the reader sit with the fact of two languages jostling against one another: one of which might very well be incomprehensible to the reader, but this instance of incomprehension speaks volumes about the reader’s relationship to language. Why, for example, do readers in the UK and other Anglophone countries often consider multilingualism to be a novelty (something to be either celebrated or salvaged), when in fact most people the world over are multi-lingual?

This brings to mind one of Vahni Capildeo’s most oft-quoted lines on language in her Forward Prize award-winning collection Measures of Expatriation (Carcanet Press, 2016): “Language is my home, I say; not one particular language.” Multilingualism is the norm in our postcolonial world, and Power sheds light on this important subject by portraying her own particular relationship to English and German in poetic form. Certainly, readers are not left entirely baffled – there is a glossary at the back of the book should the precise meaning of each German word prove to be of interest. I think this is a better way of guiding the reader towards multiple layers of understanding; first, with the foreign language simply savoured as a form of musicality within the unglossed text, then, later perhaps, as something to be precisely understood.

The second part of the collection centres poignantly on Power’s grandmother, and as such, effectively fulfils Power’s intention to “suggest a decentring of the authorial voice, inviting the possibility of dialogue or a duet” (PBS Spring Bulletin, 2018). By juxtaposing her perspective with that of her grandmother’s, she creates a polyphony of voices and memories which depict a life profoundly shaped by the micro- and macro- forces within Austria during the Second World War:



A farmer was walking by a stream when he saw a basket
had been left there. There was a baby, miraculously, asleep
inside. Glücklich für das Kind, the soft, fine day; the slow
wind didn’t wake her.


They called her Christl, because she came like Christ in a
mean way, out of doors, and was conceived like him, mys-


The farmer had neighbours who, it was well-known, could
not have children, and this was a great burden. The farm-
er’s wife felt that God had laid a gift in her hands, and she
was grateful for what she alone had the power to give away.

‘Es war einmal’


On the adjacent page, the grandmother figure speaks:


I would have liked to have Werner adopted. They want to sort it out
get your papers and everything

because when Hitler came to power and Austria joined up to
Germany you had to have papers all of a sudden about this
aryan thing and that

‘now I’m a bit mad’


The third part of the collection reveals Power’s mastery over the prose-poem, with insightful musings on climate change, environmental catastrophe and the tragi-comic dilemmas of ethical consumption amidst globalized, neoliberal food supply chains:


She tries soya in a Tetra-Pak. It tastes bitter-healthy, like a plant
stem, so thin and bitter it must be healthy.

Then she hears how rainforests are cleared to make room for soya,
mainly for cattle feed to support the demand for meat (Jessica is al-
ready a vegetarian), but also for all these cartons people drink from
(then throw away).


She tries rice. Surely…


She decides to make her own. Buys a sack of oats and a small bag
of hemp hearts (these are supposed to work well). Invests in a Vita-
Magi-Supa-Mix and crunches the raw stuff up daily, the machine
waking the household with its screaming, sharp-bladed purpose.
Then the milk is foaming ready in a jug on the table, gadget un-
plugged, the electrical socket searing with heat.



Power is a poet who knows how to enter each poem with purpose, then to step off lightly when the moment is right. Her lyric portraits and prose poems are wry and knowing, with a keen attentiveness to the politics – both historic and current – of our modern world. Apart from singular truths, Power also offers scintillating imagery and deeply memorable lines, as in her poem after the Austrian figurative painter Egon Schiele: “children running / verging the dark / world of tree and linelessness” (‘children’). I did find myself wondering at times if Power could have experimented more with form: apart from list poems, narrative blocks and prose-poetry, the lyric dominates the entire collection. This ought not take anything away from Power’s debut, which, given its wide-ranging thematic concerns and historical scope, is certainly a collection not to be missed.




You can buy Shrines of Upper Austria from Carcanet here.

Mary Jean Chan is a poet, editor and academic from Hong Kong. Her debut collection of poetry is forthcoming from Faber & Faber (July 2019). Her pamphlet A Hurry of English is published by ignitionpress (Oxford Brookes Poetry Centre), and was recently selected as the 2018 Poetry Book Society Summer Pamphlet Choice. She received the 2015 University of London MA Creative Writing Prize, along with fellowships from VONA and Callaloo, and is currently a PhD candidate in Creative Writing and Research Associate at Royal Holloway, University of London.

The Ledbury Emerging Critics Programme was founded this year by Sandeep Parmar and Sarah Howe to encourage diversity in poetry reviewing culture and support emerging critical voices. Open to budding BAME poetry critics resident in the UK, the scheme offers an intensive eight-month mentorship programme, including workshops, one-to-one mentorship and critical feedback.

The Poetry School will be publishing reviews by all eight participants in the Ledbury Emerging Critics Programme.


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