Description
The debut collection of poems from Sligo-based Ann Joyce
“While, once again, there are scenes of gentle beauty in Joyce’s tapestries of landscape and remembrance, real richness comes in the change of pace and perspective achieved by a poem like Leningrad Woman, which traces the brushstrokes of Boris Ugarov as skilfully as it renders the destitution of his muse, and of his love for that muse… Several of the poems in this volume are quietly moving, especially those dealing with the old age and death of her parents and their generation; a woman looks west to “that place her husband/ waits as she waited evenings for him”, six sons burying their mother see “the dust, that was once their father, dance”, a mother fills a bag with her burial clothes, “breathing life into them” — Belinda McKeown, The Irish Times
“She is rarely wordy but uses language in a primitive essential manner with hints of wisdom easily found everywhere… Her development might be worth watching.” —Poetry Ireland Review
ISBN 9781904556367 Paperback
140 x 216 mm, 70 pp
2005
