Invisible Foreground

by David Bateman

Risky, deeply humane and lovingly detailed portraits of the poet’s family, friends and lovers.

Shortlisted for the Stephan G. Stephansson Award for Poetry

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$15.95 CAD

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Weight .156 kg
Dimensions 8.5 × 5.5 × .25 in
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Soft Cover

Year Published


David Bateman

Currently based in Toronto, David Bateman is a visual artist, performance poet, and playwright whose most recent performance piece, Does this Giacometti Make Me Look Fat? or Art Immuno Deficiency Syndrome, was presented in New Orleans in the spring of 2010. A Brief History of White Virgins or The Night Freddy Mercury Kissed Me was presented across Canada in 2009, and his spoken word monologue What’s It Like? has been presented in Montreal, Toronto, Peterborough, and Cyprus (2010). He has taught literature and creative writing at a variety of Canadian post-secondary institutions. His three collections of poetry, designation youth, Invisible Foreground and Impersonating Flowers, have been published by Frontenac House (Calgary). Frontenac has also published his collaborative long poem entitled Wait Until Late Afternoon, written with poet/novelist Hiromi Goto.

His spoken word monologues and solo plays have been presented both nationally and internationally over the past twenty years. He has a PhD from the University of Calgary (English Literature; specialization Creative Writing) and has taught at a variety of Canadian post-secondary institutions including Emily Carr University of Art and Design (Vancouver), Thompson Rivers University (Kamloops), and Trent University (Peterborough). His arts and entertainment reviews have appeared in XTRA, IN Toronto, and at <a href=””></a></p>



A glorious chameleon on page or stage, Bateman tries on as many styles and forms of poetry in his new Quartet collection as he does costumes. Invisible Foreground is as balanced as a practiced set of gams in high heels …. A poetry of extreme originality, it will linger on the skin of all your senses until it sinks in for good.
~Laurie Fuhr, Fast Forward

Bateman’s seemingly simple language is layered and complex. Like a beautiful man stepping out of a gown…. Gorgeous.
~Hiromi Goto

David Bateman’s poems crumble around you like the desperate, pitiful ruins of old buildings. And they touch you in the same way, taking you by surprise.
~Sky Gilbert