A really charming collection from Jo Bell, published by the brilliant Nine Arches Press - a leader in great poetry.
What I loved particularly was Bell's witty and mischievous style; there is melancholy, but also humour in her poems based in and around her boating fantasies. She catches you off guard with poetic strut:
You don't fool me. You water-Cockney mallards
with your nightclub swagger; I've seen you
fucking in the shallows, shouting like a bus stop drunk.
Bell is deft, accomplished, agile, and at times provokes real, mortal emotion. Her field specific references are sometimes hard to follow for someone unused to the boating world, but there is an exciting newness about her approach. Well worth a read for a poetry aficionado.