Written under the sign of Eros, builder and destroyer of cities, and
prefaced by an epigraph from John Keats, these poems reflect home and
antipodes, the critical spirit, and the need for continuity. Departing
from Scotland with a battered copy of the civil philosophy that lends
the book its punning title, the poet sets off for Europe. Once immersed
in the old civilization he, like the Greek philosopher he seeks to
emulate, finds himself in the looming shadow of the cities, still
looking for human beings.