Sunken Treasure
Brandon Adamson, as Pilleater announces in his idiosyncratic “review” of the recently published poetry collection Atlantean Wavelengths , is “SO BACK”. The defining statement of Adamson’s mature immaturity, the book marks a new beginning as well as a return to themes that readers of the word-god of the deep have come to expect: the ancient and futuristic, the ideal and mundane, the visionary and nihilistic competitive and intertwined as the poet’s Promethean impulse probes the limits of forces beyond comprehension or alternatively loses interest. Conveying a sense of the remoteness that Adamson cultivates, the poems are clean and calm and evocative of fascination, nostalgia, regrets, and an arrogant alienation and disconsolate megalomania informed by Adamson’s taste in retro science-fiction pop and mythical lore. “I drew inspiration from a number of Atlantis-related films (I always have old movies playing in the background while I write),” he explains , “most notably Journey Bene