REVIEW
This is a poetry collection from a dab hand, a writer who knows his way around a word. The 36 poems deal with nothing short of life itself, seen from the perspective of a man who has lived it for a while now.
To read this book on a sunny autumn afternoon has been to accompany Leonard, to slow my breathing and my heart rate, to take stock and consider things through an older person’s gaze.
Ageing can bring quiet joy, the calm everyone craves, the slow fires of contentment and memory rather than lust for life.
There are no rose-tinted spectacles here, though — there is also panic at time ticking away, a realisation that sometimes people just get over it.