Publisher's Synopsis
'The path up is the path down... The way back is the way onward... Black is white and white is black... The great secret is no secret... Come closer and I will tell you...' * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * New poems and writings where being haunted is shorthand for the poetics of memories and feelings. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * "I've loved Toby Chown's sparse poetry for some time. This small collection is a gem, full of woven myths and deep imaginings. He goes to dark places to find small flowers growing and shines moonlight on our evaporating civilisation. And the deathly line at the heart of it could stand as the admonition for our age: 'Learn to become haunted.'" - Steve Thorp, author of Soul Meditations and editor, Unpsychology Magazine
