MY REVIEW
(Live at Goodreads/Pending at Amazon)
Nothing grounds us more than recognizing that in all the world there’s one
place that belongs to us and, more importantly, to which we belong. And I like
nothing more than to read about beautiful places and people who, more than
just inhabiting the place, the place inhabits them.
Reading once through the poems in To Catch A Poem …and other lines I walked
by Ingrid Wilson incited in me the recognition that here was a poet who was
happy to tell me about this beautiful place where she lives.
In the book, the poet tells me that she goes crisscrossing the Northern
coast of England, her homeland, in search of “lines” of poetry and that these are
hidden in high places and wooded hollows. That nature is her place of worship,
and poetry her song of praise. I loved knowing this, and since purchasing the
print copy of the book, have reread it from start to finish several times.
Another very interesting point is that the poet composed the poems while out
walking or cycling in various locations close to her home. It tickles me to infer
that the mountains and places mentioned in the book have no idea of what
amazing natural wonders they are until a nature poet comes along and writes
stunning lines about them for all the world to read.
From the first poem that carries the book’s title, To Catch a Poem, to the last
one, Crossing and Recrossing the Tyne, I was transported to beautiful landscapes–
testimonials of her gorgeous wooded hollows and I felt connected to those places
through her words. It’s difficult to choose a favorite poem as each has memorable
“lines” that I will treasure. But I will quote a few for you to get a feel:
Watershed: I know the name/of every mountain in these lands/lay my hands on
granite rock/and sphagnum moss/spongy lungs of this rich peaty earth/terrain I
cross/to walk the wind along the watershed/of Derwent and Eden,//
Bannerdale: Never was a green so green/as Bannerdale, that day in June./I walked
along, to find this song:/It is a merry Tune!/Never looked the hills so wild/so wisely
old, and I, a child//
How Quickly and How Slowly Pass the Years: How quickly and how slowly pass the
years:/the surf, rolling, roars in, the surge sucks sand/receding, washed with tidal
waves and tears./The children wait for summer; winter’s thaw/that seemed to take
forever, melts the land./
This book has made me aware of the place I inhabit and call home and I’m happy
to be able to take sojourns into hers every time I read this lovely book–a five-star
rating from a very satisfied customer in Japan.
ABOUT THIS BOOK:
From Bannerdale to Bewcastle, Cullercoats to Caldbeck, poet Ingrid Wilson criss-crosses the Northern countryside, searching for lines of poetry hidden in high places and wooded hollows. Nature is her place of worship, and poetry her song of praise. All of these poems were composed whilst out walking or cycling in various locations close to the poet’s home, including the Lake District, Scottish Borders, and the Northeast coast of England. They are mostly lyrical in form, and song-like in structure, as lines walked out in nature tend to be.
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Thanks so much for reading my review and I hope it has piqued
your interest. Happy Holidays…
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Thank you for your beautiful review and for helping spread the word about the book, Selma! 🙏📖❤️
It’s my absolute honest and pleasure. All the best. Heading to bed early tonight. All the best. I saw the video. Superb! Here’s to your success. Xoxo 🥂
Thank you, Selma – sleep well 😴 🙏💖
it sounds lovely
It’s a delightful poetry collection, Beth. Just lovely. ☺️
I love books composed partially by walking and such. This sounds like one I’d really enjoy. Thanks for reviewing it, Selma!
Oh yes! Stellar to complete something like that while out and about. So pleased you’re intrigued my dear. It’s my pleasure. I want to read all the good books 😆
Happy Holidays.
Nice you sharing your review, Selma!
Glad you enjoyed, Raj. There are too many good books to read. 😮 👏🏽 this is one of them.
Okay
Where I get its? You suggest me!
Raj, most books can be ordered online. If you’re in India, the surest place is Amazon India — you need to open an account with Amazon first. It’s the fastest way too.
Let me know how it goes. Xo bless you
Thank you so much!
Lovely review, Selma. The book sounds so beautiful, and I am anxious to read it! <3 Congratulations, Ingrid! <3
Hey, Cheryl. Blessings my sweet.
It’s a short book. Just perfect! It takes you to a beautiful place.
Did you see the video Ingrid posted? Golly! You must!
Happy holidays my sweet.
Beautiful, Selma!!
I speak the truth. The book is lovely. I love all these good books out now. It has been a fantastic year with good books.
Blessings, Barbara. Happy Holidays.
Happy Holidays, Selma!!
And to you too, Barbara. Hope all is well. Happy end of year and 🥂 success in the new one. 🤗 thanks for all the support this year. You made mine extra special.
Thank you all for your kind comments 🙏😊
All the best, Ingrid. 👏🏽
Excellent review encapsulating Ingrid’s walks in nature and expressions in poetry, Selma. A beautiful shout out. Everyone I go to watch the video it’s the middle of the night… 😂 I’ll try today-:)❤️
The video is stunning.
Merry Christmas Cindy dear. Blessings.
It is lovely.. watched it today.. Thank you Selma and you as well❣️
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Congratulations to Ingrid on the wonderful review! I love her nature poetry. Sharing to help spread the word.
Liz. I love her poetry too. Thanks for helping me spread the word on this wonderful collection. I bless you. Merry Christmas 🎄 🙇🏽♀️
You’re welcome, Selma. Merry Christmas!
Nice post ✉️
A beautiful review of Ingrid’s new book!
Layla, lovely girl—thanks so much for glad you liked it. Xoxo
Clever title!
Glad you liked it. 👏🏽 Happy Holidays
Thanks! Same to you!