Written over the first 12 weeks of lockdown in Wales when birds were given back their spaces for a time, when curlews circled the uplands, swans nested on pools and goshawks appeared for the first time in the wood I’ve been walking in for 2 decades.
This sequence of poems interweaves ideas about wildness, fragility, hiddenness and withdrawal.
12 poems and 12 ink drawings.
36 pages printed on FSC papers.
£6.50 plus postage.