This is a new collection of Alan Riach’s poetry, the first since 2009. It is highly relevant to these politically charged times, covering themes of hope and grief and exploring borders both personal and physical.
The Winter Book begins on the ice and ends at the well at the world’s end.
Dark castles of bad management and wasted resources are opposed by the forces of art, the virtues of openness, a gathering sense that borders are sometimes precious things that need to be protected, and that travelling across and beyond them is equally vital.
