‘Acollection which feels like a gathering together from a long and rich career. Eaves excavates the living landscape in poems which keep “the menace of a grey mid-morning” at bay. These are deeply satisfying to read, revealing quiet and solitary truths without fanfare. The collection also contains prose work by Eaves: an essay on Auden, a couple of reviews and a poignant letter of farewell to an old friend, which opens a window into the soul of this acclaimed writer.' – Shash Trevett, Poetry Book Society Bulletin‘WillEaves’s poems and essays are more than ever powerful and intimate; he goes headlong into the passion of awe. Pitch perfect.’ – Frances Wilson‘Withcinematic grace Eaves captures in words what the lens might of time, ofmovement and stillness – and in the neat origami folds of his poetry collapses the moment with complete and unshakeable clarity. This is a collection that is wry and imaginative, alive with detail as an act of being – “Nothing is mine except my noticing it”. Beautifully ghosted with memory and past lives also, these poems measure the balance and counter-balance of presence and absence that imprint our days.’ – Jane Commane