a second review for No Spider Harmed this one is from Helen Whistberry on her book review site
A definite must for any spider-lovers but also a very rewarding read for fans of good writing.
…Moonlight is Web-Coloured by Emma Lee, a short piece but every word sings. I stopped and reread this one several times, so taken with the rhythm and melody.
read the whole review here
Our first review for No Spider Harmed
from P D Dawson
Beautifully lyrical and powerfully descriptive
No Spider Harmed, is a wonderfully diverse anthology, with many different styles coming together to create a tremendously entertaining read, and yes I’ll admit, a new appreciation for our furry neighbours too.
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Carmina Masoliver has been busy reviewing our books on Norwich Radical, and she has some excellent things to say.
At times it’s amazing how so much can be said in such little space…
an incredibly well-structured rhyme that lulls us like the lapping waves of the sea…
with thumbs up for Roppotucha Greenberg, Diana Powell, Cindy George, Barbara Renel, Holly Magee, Paul Foy, Claire Booker, Kate Foley, Sarah Tait, Susan Cartwright-Smith and Julie Laing.
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We’ve been reviewed by Becky Tipper over on The Short Story website
What emerges from this collection of stories is a sense of the infinite variety of the city – fleeting, contradictory, transcendent, prosaic, intimate, familiar, surprising – full of people we’ll never really know, whose lives briefly touch our own.
And after reading this book, I moved differently through my own city – stopping to look and listen in new ways, and noticing things I might have overlooked. Story Citiescertainly lives up to its promise as a ‘guide for the imagination.’
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And they liked it…
…a true reflection of the metropolitan experience…
Next time you sit down in your favourite cafe, or when you pop in some earbuds as you settle into a plastic chair on the metro during your commute, make sure you have a copy of this anthology.
read more of Kristin D. Urban‘s review here
Brilliant review of Vindication over on The Lake, from Hannah Stone:
Perhaps what resonates most from this collection is that whatever the subject matter, Wollstonecraft’s exhortation has been heeded throughout: ‘Women – endeavour to acquire/strength, both of mind and body,/ soft phrases, susceptibility/ of heart, delicacy of sentiment…’.
Over on London Grip Carla Scarano has reviewed Vindication at length https://londongrip.co.uk/2019/02/vindication/
a compelling collection… captivating prosody… sharp irony … fresh, thought-provoking… clear riveting lines… The poems collected in the anthology form an absorbing analysis condensing some major issues in the vindication of women’s rights since Mary Wollstonecraft. They are a tribute commemorating women’s past sufferings and perseverance, and they point to present commitment to an ongoing fight.
Cracking review by David Mark Williams of Cathy Bryant‘s Erratics over on The Lake
Bryant is given to firing from the hip, the poems barely containing at times the incandescent exuberance of what she is driven to express.
and an interview on Wombwell Rainbow
You can buy a copy of Erratics here!
Review on London Grip ‘subversively humorous’
Thanks for understanding the design, Emma Lee!
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A couple of pictures from last week’s launch of A Gift of Rivers at Waterstones in Amsterdam.
Kate kept everyone engaged despite feeling a bit below par, and Tim says he sold lots of books (Kate noticed some people buying more than one copy, which is always nice.) Wish I could have been there!
There are a handful of copies left in store so anyone in Amsterdam who missed it Tim will be very pleased to sell you a copy.
Also available at all bookshops that stock poetry, and can be ordered by any that don’t, and of course direct from us.
There will be more readings soon, in the UK. watch this space!
In the meantime here’s the first review, from London Grip
and the title poem
A GIFT OF RIVERS
Flying into Amsterdam
I see how a giant comb has pulled the hairs of the fields
into straight, wet lines, how the occasional hedge
runs on wiry feet away from the open,
how as the plane tilts
the edge of the water-land-water seems ghostly as the meniscus
an empty glass has left behind,
how the many transparent
voices of water thicken in canals
and the old windows in the city
are so like rolled water you wait for fish
to swim through their bubbles.
When I left the branches across our yard
were empty. Now small green fists
punch out space.
Thank you for your gift of rivers.