The Atlantic Forest Book

'These poems are like tetchy watercolours, uneasy with what they portray and with what they want to see. Both divided and connected by the ocean of the imagination, the cultural history of Caithness twists around itself like a vine of peat around a tree - some ancient pine deposited in the vast flow country of the north as if it were waiting for that certainty of unification contained within its black bark so that it can breathe in the future and be reborn. What Derek Walcott has called "cornucopias disgorging stone fruit,' the themes of these poems re-seed themselves in the flagstone fields of the Old Testament, in the meditations on war and waste, the celebration of the rising sun, of Venus, of the moon - each is given its due place with due reverence, as humanity struggles to love itself in the modern world. A poet knows his footprints in the sand are washed away'.Read More