This posthumous new collection of Jean Harrison''s poetry invites us to slow down and look at the world afresh. In her hands a bird becomes ''an early twentieth century hat / displayed on a stand'', buses glide like angels and silence is a lightweight fleece. There is often a wry humour at work below the surface of these poems, and always a commitment to careful, concise observations, proving she had a painter''s eye and a poet''s heart.
Jean died in February 2020 having all but completed the manuscript of this now posthumous collection.
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