Description
No fault-line separates the personal or family poems in Hugh Dunkerley’s collection from his vivid empathetic observation of the natural world. It would be easy to cast him as a nature poet, except that he applies the same sensitive but unsentimental attention to the most intimate human concerns. When he notices a dead mole’s ‘wrinkled human palms’ or when the title poem plays a real sense of the hare across a tender moment of touch, there is nothing so crude as anthropomorphism going on. Rather the effect is to remind us all that we are creatures too.
Item Condition: Used Good. Autographed by author. Paperback cover has some wear. Pages are clean and the binding is secure.