Description
Oaks are some of our oldest companions, and have been rooted in human imagination and language for millennia. Their great, slow lives have always demanded our careful consideration (indeed Virginia Woolf’s Orlando took 300 years over their own quercian epic). Katharine Towers’ new sequence of poems accompanies the oak from acorn to grave, and into its afterlife; playful, lyric and lucid, Oak is also shot through with an ecocritical awareness that renders it utterly contemporary. Towers’ precise eye and gift for sharp comparison allows us to enter into the life of the tree, and the birds and insects and plants it hosts; it shows how its seven ages echo and rhyme with our own, and how, by implication, we may also be tied to the same cycle of death and renewal. Oak wins its power through an extraordinary act of imaginative voicing, and accomplishes the most important work of the nature poem: to take the reader out of themselves, and into the larger world they also inhabit.







Selected Poetry
Pretend You Don't Know Me
The Smeds and the Smoos
Reference Points
Signs Like This
Snaring Heaven
What Rhymes with Sneeze?
The Skies Above My Eyes
A Book of Nonsense
The Pout-Pout Fish
The Poetry Pharmacy
I May Be Stupid But I'm Not That Stupid
Rendang
Is This a Poem?: What makes a poem, and how YOU can write one
Over the Moon