Robert Leach : After the Storm

Published by Dionysia Press, Edinburgh; 76pp.

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On After the Storm: A veritable feast of poetry … With remarkable economy of words, this imaginative writer creates such a mastery of description, at times raising scenes of commonplace instance to settings of sensuous, vivid imagery … a scintillating opus, in the finest English verse tradition, from the perceptive insights of a truly gifted writer. Bernard M.Jackson, Quantum Leap Robert is a quality poet and I really enjoyed reading this book. His brilliantly observed detail runs through the pages and powers of description put you right there in the picture. I challenge anyone to find a weak poem in this wonderful collection. Editor, Reach Poetry

From After the Storm: Gypsy in the Rain The fog sits like a stew On top of everything. Jackdaws Sluther, shake themselves, And black quills amid the grey Protest at endless damp. The trees drip Into infinite unmapped puddles, And under the grey clouds He sits, statued in mizzle: Head heavy as an autumn pod Propped on fist and arm, Baggy trousers dank, jacket Heavy, shapeless, sopped. He’s set For the duration. Even The brim of his hat Is black with wet.