A Passage of Yellow Red Birds

Robin Peace writes of the world through the eye of a swallow and from the window of a plane sweeping over the earth. She writes as water making its way from mountain to sea, and of time as a passage of yellow red birds that declares a harvest singing from the cut earth. When her mother faces death by starvation, the natural world is called on to give relief a blackbird to swallow her, silverfish to consume her as a book.

This is a debut poetry collection that shimmers even in sight of devastation.

Featured in the 24 September New Zealand newsletter.
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