by Clive O’Connell
Brenton Broadstock’s I had a dream … sets out a three-part elegy in haunting consonantal language, rising to an aggressive climax in the work’s central questioning stages and achieving a throat-tightening power in its final soft repetitions of the line “I am remembered”, here delivered with tactful understatement.
Click on the following link to read the review in its entirety: The Age Review 2007