This collection is written by a poet who grew up in England though is Hungarian in origin. The poems have the sparkling brightness of Englishness, the sense of delight in the ordinary, but they are not wholly English. The light casts shadows, and the shadows are Central European, from some of the darkest corners of European history. Metro is one of the finest, most personal meditations on that history I have ever read.
The poetry is intelligent, deeply humane, insightful and, most importantly, beautiful. Each demands thought, leading you into a world illuminated by extraordinary powers of observation. It is a delight; loving but haunted. Szirtes is a significant poet.