Tim Bowling is in top form in his latest collection of poetry, In the Capital City of Autumn. Threading through autumnal themes such as the loss of his mother and the demolition of his childhood home, his children growing and the inevitable passage of time, Bowling writes with rich lyricism and imagery. Sweet William and loosely woven woollen mitts for his mother, the moon as “an egg in the pocket of a running thief” for time, salmon for eternity. In the Capital City of Autumn, the characters of The Great Gatsby come to life, and three a.m. brings wisdom. These are masterful poems, lightened with a touch of whimsy, poems to sink into on a quiet evening.
"And on this reminder of our shared mortality, the poet urges kindness to offset the scrabble of life and society and politics. In the Capital City of Autumn is a collection of poems that speaks to our souls with a lyric at once personal and profound that is, by turns, down-to-earth and offset by irony with aperçu glimpses of self."
"The titular poem is especially powerful as it repeats the line, 'In the Capital City of Autumn' in stanzas that embed moving slant rhymes such as 'pear/here,' and 'thief/sleep' along with syllabically-varied rhymes such as 'scarecrows/snow' to draw a potent picture of middle age that pulses with dream imagery inflected by poets like Neruda, Stevens, and Vallejo."