Plugged in to the poetry zeitgeist as ever, Herbert has revived a medieval publishing craze: the Troybook. Painstaking excavation of old comics establishes that the original site of Troytoon is Dundee. Or Madrid. Or possibly St Petersburg. The search for traces of Troy leads to Donegal, Crete, and, at the heart of his grand tour, a vivid verse journal set in post-perestroika Moscow. Dust off your highest brow and fasten your seatbelt, we're flying Economy to Byzantium.
The Big Bumper Book of Troy is driven by sudden shifts of register ñ English to Scots, free verse to antique stanza, page to performance, narrative to lyric. Everything has become a dialect, yet ñ cheekily borrowing the Russian composer Schnittke's term ñ Herbert aims at a disrespectful polystylist unity. It is his most unorthodox rebellion yet against the dictatorship of the slim volume. A riot of colourful humour, a revolution in poetic taste.
"A weird mix of Desperate Dan, MacDiarmid and DostoyevskyÖ a rare and fantastic voice."
Fiachra Gibbons, The Guardian