<p>‘There is no such thing/as refuge or retreat’ ends one of the poems, leaving us changed for the experience of reading—embodied, specific, clear images integral to the experience yet surprisingly new. Emotions build because we are allowed to sense them, to feel them: loneliness and tenderness, sadness that is reflected back in the green eye of a piece of polished malachite, the loss that lurks in the corner of an office, the romance and the longing. This is a collection to savour, full o