Description
These poems bear witness to the cycles of growth and decay that make up our lives. They are the work of a poet writing with an awareness of the seasonal circle closing, for the year and for herself. They are at once fearful, fragile and fearless in announcing ‘For now, we have October?/ October, lined with gold.’ They are also homages to the dead and the dying, and a reaching beyond the veil of the ‘now’ to a place where there is ‘nothing but nothing’. At times they are deeply personal, while still existing within the mythic and the impersonal, as when the recall of a room reflects the ‘casual, artless grouping of all longing’.
Logue's ABC 
Collected Poems and Drawings of Stevie Smith 
The Museum of Disappearing Sounds 
Spiritlands 
The Tamarit Poems 
We Are Together 
Milk and Honey 
Somewhere Else Entirely 
Strong in the Rain 
Ten Pre-Raphaelite Poems 
The Black Place 
The Moon Before Morning 
New and Selected Poems. Volume One 
Words the Turtle Taught Me 
The 'White City' 
Snaring Heaven 
Isn't Forever 
Short Days, Long Shadows 
The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova