"There is great tenderness here as she speaks with confidence and clarity in poem after poem that seems to materialise magically on the page. Geese and Daughters is a treat, rich in language, easy on the ear, personal - yet filled with shared experience and honed to perfection."
Travelling poet and children's author born and educated in Scotland
I’ve always wanted to write. My teenage diary reads, I’d love to write a book. I’d create a world of my own and have power over all my characters.
I was born and educated in Scotland. I became a primary teacher, married, had two daughters and was so busy just keeping things going at home and at school, that there was little time to try my hand at writing.
I divorced, became a lecturer in Craigie College of Education in Ayr and began writing poetry, enjoying making words work for me. My next job was as head of a primary school near Bristol and it was there that I started to write for children.READ MORE
This outstanding new book of poems shows Moira Andrew at the peak of her poetic powers as she casts an unerring eye over contemporary life, relationships, love (and physical love), and nature. There is great tenderness here as she speaks with confidence and clarity in poem after poem that seems to materialise magically on the page.
Moira Andrew’s poems are funny, quirky and fresh. They offer shrewd observations of older generations with profound insight into the strangest regions of our own lives. There are poems which paint landscapes of intense colour and fierce heat, brought together in Breakfast with Swallows.
Breakfast with Swallows is Moira Andrew at her sensual best – nature, music, family, sex; all observed with the sharp eye and ready wit that Moira has in dollops. She knows who she is and has the confidence to tell you, laying a trail with beautiful views and intriguing people. This book is a feast and you’ll want a long breakfast.
Moira Andrew's poems are agile in their shifting forms and rhythms. They have an unsentimental tenderness always underpinned by the passage of time. They look back, as if surprised, at the 'new old me' who writes them, still possessed of a child's curiosity and a grown woman's appetites