by Kathleen Jamie
Poetry grounded squarely in the real world.
I love Kathleen Jamie's prose writing so much that I've started reading her poetry. As with her prose, I greatly enjoyed her recent volume of poems, The Overhaul, for its no-nonsense, unpretentious, unromantic take on the natural world, and our place in it. This earlier volume is more of the same.
Again, a small number of the poems included in The Tree House were in Scots dialect, and did nothing for me. But the rest were very enjoyable indeed. I particularly liked the poem about kittiwake feathers being washed up on a beach, and how studying individual feathers can't tell you much about the birds as a whole—even though, as a science groupie, I would argue that you need to look at the sum of parts before you can fully appreciate the whole.
A lovely book.