I’m really pleased to introduce my new book When the Birds Came.
It shares new poems and takes you through my year. A year when the birds came.
When the Birds Came is available now from Rose at: rosecook108@gmail.com at £5 plus p&p
warmest wishes to you,
Rose
The secret of life, of a happy life, is: leave a little space open for poetry… Massimo Bottura
I am very happy to announce a new, slim volume of poems
Sightings: Rose Cook published by Grey Hen Press
available from Rose Cook or email info@greyhenpress.com £4 plus p&p
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Here are poems “bright as Lord Krishna’s hair’ that take great joy and delight in the wild-life of sea and shore. In an age of cynicism and depression over climate change these poems are a pure celebration of nature; to quote a line from her poem about building a stone wall, they are like “the heartings” that brim with “tumble and lustre”. A truly uplifting collection.
Gill McEvoy (Rise pub Cinnamon Press)
There are poems here delightfully willing to see through the eyes of the creatures involved – whales, dogs, seals, fish, birds – while the human element is aware of itself as the inevitable record of vision.
And there are poems here which speak directly to the hidden in all of us; losses which remain on the inside brought to sight/light by Cook`s tender language and deft crafting.
With the ‘white sheets’ on the washing line, Cook surrenders to sight, while that ‘single red shirt’ acts as a warning: Look out. And up, and everywhere, all the time, because it`s a good thing. Because it helps.
Sandra Tappenden (Speed pub Salt Modern Poets)
Godwit Sightings
In north Devon
a pantheon of godwits
a prayer of godwits
an omniscience of godwits
pattered about in the brown mud.
They floated rather,
in that drifty way they have.
Beautiful, light godwits
trotting about on mudflats.
Poem and photo by Rose Cook
January Sightings
Great crested grebes courting
Song thrush singing
Otters from the bridge
Starlings at street gate
photograph and poem Rose Cook
Rose Cook 