Heavy Water :
        a poem for Chernobyl
          Enitharmon Press, 26 April 2004:  £8.95      ISBN: 1-900564-34-3
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(Chernobyl, 1986)
at a time. Every mineshaft pisses itself.
wrong in the water. And that heat.
than below. We came out fainting
We knew this was no ordinary ore.
We lived for morning. How it gave
They filled it with mercury-water –
in some vein of hell. Liquid air
like Atlantis. And now there are those
I say – How will you bury us? And so
from Kiev. Moscow. Dnepropetrovsk.
is impossible they tell us. It cannot
We know how to dig.
'Heartfelt, ambitious and alive.’ Jackie Kay
Heavy Water is based on eyewitness accounts of the Chernobyl disaster. Petrucci takes up the challenge confronting society in every age: to attempt the difficult task of exploring its most terrible events. His poem unites the concerns of artist, humanitarian and historian at a common source: the desire not to forget. Heavy Water stands to remind us that those who have been exposed to the invisible should never become so.
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THE OBSERVER MARTYN CRUCEFIX, The North
"Good modern poets are still addressing the questions of life and value... But start right here: written with grave intelligence, these poems look the almost unspeakable in the eye; they record, warn, caution, memorialise and also celebrate. They are a reminder of what poetry can do for all of us." RESURGENCE
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ACUMEN 50
"I would put it amongst the top five poetry collections to appear this year. It is necessary, cathartic and profound." POETRY LONDON
* * * 'Last Wish' - an excerpt from Heavy Water: a poem for Chernobyl
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MINERS
We worked naked. The old way.
A shovelful – sometimes a handful
But this – this one stank. Something
As if there was more Earth above you
like girls. Our black wouldn’t wash.
That each grain we dug was worth a life.
delicate colour to the walls of our tunnel.
it thrashed at the sides as Holy Water
they said. Or this Reactor will sink
who will not stand near us. To them
we are all agreed. All we brothers –
We vow to bury one another. This
be done. It can. We are miners.
(c) Mario Petrucci 2004
courtesy of Archive of the Now.
WINNER OF THE DAILY TELEGRAPH / ARVON INTERNATIONAL POETRY COMPETITION
Click here to read a review of Heavy Water/ Half Life published in Resurgence.
Click here for Mario's Chernobyl films which use the poetry as the basis of their narrative.
"Brilliantly varied... a true European whose sympathetic understanding extends to every human condition."
"An amazing piece of work... The use of words is so graphic, so clear, so exact."
"That’s the true test. To find poems which wind their way so skilfully into your imagination, which help you enter their particular worlds so completely, that you blot out whatever’s going on around you and live, for a moment, in the poem ... then come back changed."
"The characters are utterly convincing, their voices powerfully evoked. Petrucci’s use of form is remarkable, suggesting a kind of gasping dignity in the face of death. Heavy Water is that rare breed of book: one that genuinely delivers an original and incisive vision."
Emeritus Professor of Russian Literature, Keele University
"A panoramic, ghostly, profoundly moving vision of an immense human disaster... an unsentimental, uncluttered elegy that honours the generosity and resilience of the human spirit."
"Radiates compassion"
"This is as close to that abyss, the experience of really being there, as you are likely to get... This is passionate writing, and not simply politics. Emotional but not emotive, it is informed by historical research and by the author's knowledge as a scientist. The poems are open to the awe of the situation as much as the outrage. They leave us free to respond."
"These victims stay with us - haunt our dreams, shock and shock again... Extraordinary and harrowing."
"This inflicts on the reader the finest sort of shock, not just to the senses, but to the conscience, to the soul... Petrucci has that rare talent - a tragic imagination."
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