100 Word Review: Wings made from the muscle of a river, Neil Richards
Publisher: Frosted Fire
Author: Neil Richards
Neil Richard’s first collection masters a world unfamiliar, yet known in the depths of conscious by us all. Through the safety net of mythology and playful meter, Neil holds the reader’s hand and enables them to feel at home with him in this world of death and black dogs.
A collection that has no time for hammy lines, each short poem stamps itself upon the reader while being grounded and assuring.
My favourite lines, from ‘Rising like a Fish’
‘My dad was a fisherman first to last.
To see him, think of a moonless night,
thoughts untangling in the cast.’