“In this tender, vivid exploration of heart and place, Rowell opens us up to a geography and a community as she negotiates larger ideas of relationship. This is a book that burns bright with honesty, and care.” Deryn Rees-Jones
“Such is the psychological strength of these poems, they pitch us with them, where ‘the hour is tawny at the heel of the hill’ and the ‘feral sea’ is after us. These poems are no place for the faint-hearted, are where ‘a single stone has been cleaved by lightning’ yet still ‘survived thousands of years.’ ” Martin Figura
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