Pluviophile is a poetic rumination on where language originates and what value it retains to unearth the sacred in postmodernity, among other subjects. The opening poem, “The Place Where Words Go to Die,” winner of the Malahat Review ’s 2016 Far Horizons Poetry Award, imagines an underworld where words are killed and reborn, shedding their signifiers like skin to re-enter the symbiotic relationship with the human, where “saxum [is] sacrificed and born again as saxifrage.” From here the poems shift to diverse locations, from Montreal to Kolkata, from the moon to the gates of heaven.
