"Robyn Mathison casts a curious and compassionate eye over the natural world and all its inhabitants. Her sense of wonder gives equal measure to cats, hens, historical figures and family members. The poems engage with provocative questions: Where will memory be when my body leaves? ('Quiet House') and arresting imagery: Limbless, he dreams/ music of the spheres echoes/ inside his fragile shell ('The Would-be Percussionist')." - Jane Williams