
Re-read. See the review I wrote EIGHT YEARS AGO! 😲
Apparently I am still the only person on here to have read and reviewed this rather marvellous poetry collection.

Re-read. See the review I wrote EIGHT YEARS AGO! 😲
Apparently I am still the only person on here to have read and reviewed this rather marvellous poetry collection.

My February reading wrap-up. For the first time in months I've read more of my own books than library books.
(I'm guessing that bottle stencil is meant to be a wine bottle: well, that may be so but mine is Henry Weston's vintage cider. It's a West Country thing.)

This is totally my cup of tea! In the title sequence Nantucket is a ninety-year-old woman "cloistered, clobbered with annunciation" and the angel Gabriel folds his wings under a borrowed coat and makes roll-ups from the pages of a hymn book. Their relationship is the companionable antagonism of a long marriage. The sacred and the secular do not so much go hand in hand as to merge in response to the continual friction at their edges. Wonderful!

#friyayintro @jesshowbooks
1. Weekend plans: Reading. I want to go and see the wild swans again before they head back to Siberia.
2. 5'1"
3. I've lived in Gloucestershire 16 years so far.
4. Current reads: Nantucket and the Angel; Words Are My Matter (I tagged the former book as nobody else has posted about it; I reckoned my picture would be less likely to stage random ambushes that way.)
5. Ye gods! Portrait of peculiar woman with bookshelf.