Arrow of Time: And Other Poems of Anonymity and Dissolution

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ARROW OF TIME: And Other Poems of Anonymity and Dissolution

Chew Lawrence would disclaim that his first collection is a body of metaphysical poetry, yet his poems are metaphysical in that they pose questions about the fundamental nature of reality and posits the poet’s tentative answers concerning it.

Unlike the metaphysical poets of the 17th century such as John Donne and George Herbert who looked to God as Ultimate Reality, the poet disavows any notion of Deity. To him, God is not the personal divine being of believers, but a “Poet of Creation” who “teaches us the songs of ascension that lifts forth the universe”. This “Poet of Creation” in turn is the poet’s creation – a metaphor. That he slips into this metaphor is revealing – both of the poet and our distinctly human proclivity to awe and wonder. Nonetheless his “relationship” with a non-existent God is one of mock reverence.

To read his poems is to be invited into the swirling vortex of quantum physics, philosophy, evolutionary biology and personal biography. They do not make an easy read, but engaging with them is not only a stimulating intellectual exercise, it may lead the reader to ponder the nature of the universe and our place in it. In these poems, you meet the defiance of modern man, stripped of the easy consolations of God, conversing with silent space.

If you have an ear for the lyrical and yet love to probe mysteries and bust myths, you will love Chew’s poems. The lyricism ranges from the personal to the cosmic. He does not pull his punches yet remarkably, delivers them in songs – right from the first to the last poem in this anthology.

To read his poems is to be invited into the swirling vortex of quantum physics, philosophy, evolutionary biology and personal biography. Engaging with them is not only a stimulating intellectual exercise it may lead the reader to ponder the nature of the universe and our place in it. In these poems, you meet the defiance of modern man, stripped of the easy consolations of God, conversing with silent space. This conversation vacillates from harshness in its relentless logic to tenderness in its lyricism. They do not diminish the human condition nor our unique penchant to seek meaning; but rather counsels a sense of proportion in our reactions to life’s vicissitudes when placed in a cosmic scale.
Jeffery Lee (Singapore Poet)

Now on the poems you sent me: they are unique; they carry me along with your carefully chosen words; I cannot describe them because of the sweet meaning you have put hidden all throughout your poems, “amazing”
Christian Jay, Senior Publishing Consultant

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