Dorset Street

Late May trails cow-parsley And the first summer dust along the roadside; To the river, the town falls slowly in tiers, With walled gardens, a cloth mill, A drift of cottages among the hawthorns. Reflective and confidently detailed, this collection of poems is a rarity. Sweeping through diverse landscapes - the English countryside, Japanese shrines, the Tuscan hills - in Dorset Street, Ian Burton addresses universal themes with the meticulous attention of a master.