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    "There are chapbooks, and there are chapbooks. And then there is Legion by Eleanor Hooker.

     

    Letterset by hand, crafted in the old style, these 8 poems sing of honeybees and intone the "trembling water of the lake". Eleanor's work is evocative as always, teeming with the profusion of nature and its gifts and the people who interact with these, in good ways and bad. Echoes of Yeats's "bee-loud glade" come to mind, not just because of the theme but for the texture of the language too.

     

    But Eleanor's words focus on the feminine, weaving images like spells cast over the page, words to harness the energy of the natural world that most of us don't understand but that lead the poet "to wheedle with words".

     

    The honeybee with all its associations - productivity, sweet honey, its sting, the drone reproducing only to die - is a charming metaphor for the many dichotomies of life as well as the greed that abounds in society, where the bee-elect is "trapped in the syrup of its own success".

     

    A beautiful artefact made by Hans van Eijk of Bonnefant Press, Maastricht, Holland, with frontispiece by Jeanie Tomanek."

     

    Anamaría Crowe Serrano - poet and author

     

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    "There are chapbooks, and there are chapbooks. And then there is Legion by Eleanor Hooker.

     

    Letterset by hand, crafted in the old style, these 8 poems sing of honeybees and intone the "trembling water of the lake". Eleanor's work is evocative as always, teeming with the profusion of nature and its gifts and the people who interact with these, in good ways and bad. Echoes of Yeats's "bee-loud glade" come to mind, not just because of the theme but for the texture of the language too.

     

    But Eleanor's words focus on the feminine, weaving images like spells cast over the page, words to harness the energy of the natural world that most of us don't understand but that lead the poet "to wheedle with words".

     

    The honeybee with all its associations - productivity, sweet honey, its sting, the drone reproducing only to die - is a charming metaphor for the many dichotomies of life as well as the greed that abounds in society, where the bee-elect is "trapped in the syrup of its own success".

     

    A beautiful artefact made by Hans van Eijk of Bonnefant Press, Maastricht, Holland, with frontispiece by Jeanie Tomanek."

     

    Anamaría Crowe Serrano - poet and author

     

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    Poems

    from ‘traces’ – The Poetry Review

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    Aubade in which Soul become Shadow - Divining Dante

     


    Through the Ears of a Fish – Poetry Magazine

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    The Quicken Tree - Soundings from the Shelves, Fingal Libraries

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    Poems at the UCD Library Special Collections

     

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    Misconduct – Poetry Ireland Review

     

     

    Nailing Wings to the Dead – Poetry Magazine

     

     

    A Landscape Forfeited to Snow – Poem of the Day, RTÉ Culture

     

     

    In letters from my Godmother – Irish Times: Irish Poetry, a Sampler

     

     

    Well Worn Wings – Poetry File, RTÉ LyricFM

     

     

    from ‘The Shout’ – RNLI

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    3 Poems – iamb

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    4 Poems – Poetry International

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