
In the title poem, the speaker sits at the window of a small hotel room, a temporary space between memory and possibility. Helen Tookey's In the Quaker Hotel explores questions about the world, rooted in nature and fearful for it.
These poems move through identifiable landscapes--Merseyside, north Wales, Nova Scotia, southern France--to tilted places beyond our immediate reality. As temporary guests in these places and in our own lives, we contemplate who will come after us and how they will see things. Tookey experiments with form and theme, inviting readers to consider:
Perfect for readers of contemporary poetry and nature writing.