Description
Ruth Wiggins celebrates the primal forces of nature and the human heart in her heady debut pamphlet, which is full of dry humour and wisdom. Interweaving the ancient with the modern world, she explores fertility and death in poems imbued with a subtle eroticism and resolute playfulness. A carnival stallholder battles with a spider; a bored vegetarian contemplates life as a fox; and the gods look on in amusement as lovers fear death and separation. Myrtle is a rich, zesty, poignant and dark collection from an assured and very welcome new poetic voice.
