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No fault-line separates the personal or family poems in Hugh Dunkerley’s collection from his vivid empathetic observations of the natural world. From the range and close-up acuity he brings to bear on wild creatures it would be easy to cast him as a nature poet, except that he applies the same sensitve and unsentimental attention to the most intimate human concerns. When he notices a dead mole’s ‘wrinkled human palms’ or when the title poem plays a real sense of the hare across a tender moment of touch, there is nothing so crude as anthropomorphism going on. Rather the effect is to remind us all that we are creatures too. Philip Gross
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