A central group of poems in Seán Lysaght’s second collection adjusts the perspective of his earlier field notes and nature sketches and explores questions of individual integrity through the motif of the scarecrow. Other poems recharge familiar landscapes with images from natural history and science. There is an emphasis throughout on freeing feelings and objects from the cumber of the past, while keeping faith with those locations where ‘things are sung’.
‘It is an act of love these . . . poems perform, conscious all the while of their own vulnerability.’
— Gerald Dawe, The Irish Times