Anna Saunders
Eurydice in The Ruined House
The ruined house of this collection is many things - the ravaged world, the wounded self, and a squat in which the gods party, make love, and control the fate of the mortals. Desire, heartache, and the redemptive powers of poetry are themes in a fiercely original and timely collection that invites us to leap into the dark and ‘mine for the black stone of the heart.
THE AUTHOR
Anna Saunders is the author of eight books: Communion, Kissing the She Bear (Wild Conversations Press), Struck (Pindrop Press), Burne Jones and the Fox, Ghosting for Beginners, Feverfew, The Prohibition of Touch, and Eurydice in the Ruined House (all Indigo Dreams). Anna has been widely published in journals and holds four Arts Council Awards. She is the co-editor, with Ronnie Goodyer, of the anthology Dear Dylan ( Indigo Dreams). She is the Founding Director of Cheltenham Poetry Festival.
ISBN 978-1-912876-95-2
Paperback
216 x 138
82 pages
£11.50 +P&P
"This is a poet who surely can do anything." ~ The North
"A poet of quite remarkable gifts." ~ Bernard O’Donoghue
"A modern mythmaker." ~ Paul Stephenson
"Anna Saunders’ poetry is reminiscent of Plath – with all its alpha achievement and radiance. " ~ Tears in the Fence
"Anna Saunders' poems reach back to the very origins of who we are, and, in their contact with the ancient things, they transform themselves into freshness, newness, life. Dripping with myth, they sing, they mourn, they celebrate. There is magic in these poems—not the superficial magic of illusion but the deep magic of being." ~ Joseph Fasano
Anna Saunders
The Prohibition of Touch
The power of physical contact is a constant theme in this startling new collection by Anna Saunders. The Prohibition of Touch is populated with vivid characters from myth, legend and real life, all of whom understand the impact of intimacy or its lack.
ISBN 978-1-912876-72-3
Paperback
216 x 138
88 pages
£12.00
"Anna Saunders' poems reach back to the very origins of who we are, and, in their contact with the ancient things, they transform themselves into freshness, newness, life. Dripping with myth, they sing, they mourn, they celebrate. There is magic in these poems—not the superficial magic of illusion but the deep magic of being. "The visions of the soul," she writes, "are the only real sight." And these poems are that vision, that gift, that good.”
~ Joseph Fasano
“In this sumptuous new collection by Anna Saunders, we travel from mythology to dark TV drama, encountering a crowd of richly-imagined characters from past and present, who invade our own reality, probing our innermost fears. ‘This is form calling on absence’ we read in After Echo, and in a deft and intriguing array of poetry forms, Saunders snares those unsettling things just beyond our vision, holds them up to the moonlight for us to see.”
~ Dawn Gorman
Anna Saunders
Feverfew
In Feverfew Anna Saunders weaves together personae of myth such as Phaethon, Jupiter, Pan, and Aphrodite with a clear-voiced contemporary disquiet about a planet threatened by human-led climate destruction and passionate, nakedly confessional poems. Surely these white stars will heal? the protagonist of the title poem of Feverfew asks, and the answer is proven to be 'yes' in a sparkling and powerful collection in which poetry acts as magic and medicine.
ISBN 978-1-912876-26-6
Paperback
216 x 138
52 pages
£9.50
'Pertinent, nuanced, fiery, fast-paced and exhilarating, these poems possess a complex lyric palette. There is much magic here. A beautiful and necessary collection.'
Penelope Shuttle
'These are plush and powerful poems.'
Richard Skinner
'Anna Saunders’ poems are all fire, all earth, all sky; are creaturely; sing vivid, sing passionate, sing barefoot. They are not afraid of the dark - they draw down the moon and drink deep of it. Fever Few is extremely good medicine for whatever might ail you, so kick off your shoes and wade in.'
Helen Ivory
Anna Saunders
Ghosting for Beginners
This is Anna Saunders acclaimed collection with poems which ‘inhabit the shadowlands between reality and the imagined world.’