Published by Bloodaxe Books
Fleur Adcock’s title refers to the transparent, glittering wings of some of the species – bees, mosquitoes, dragonflies – celebrated or lamented in a sequence of poems on encounters with arthropods, from the stick insects and crayfish of her native New Zealand to the clothes' moths that infest her London house. There is an elegy for the once abundant caterpillars of her English childhood, while other sections of the book include elegies for human beings and poems based on family wills from the 16th to the 20th centuries, as well as birthday greetings for old friends and for a new great-grandson.
'Informality and immediacy are vivid ways to remake a world; and Adcock's style has not dated in the half-century since her debut.' - Fiona Sampson, Guardian (on Glass Wings)
'Adcock has a deceptively laid-back tone, through which the sharper edge of her talent is encountered like a razor blade in a peach.' – Carol Ann Duffy, Guardian
'Adcock's reputation has been founded on her spare, conversational poems, in which the style is deceptively simple, apparently translucent…those who see in such poems only flatness are missing the power of a voice which teases both reader and subject.' – Jo Shapcott, TLS
'Her imagination thrives on what threatens her peace of mind, and only when she is unguarded can these threats have their full creative effect… Throughout her writing life, she has made a fine art from holding on to principles of orderliness and good clear sense; but she has made an even finer one from loosening her grip on them.' – Andrew Motion, TLS