A love affair in a city, and a love affair with a city, the poems of Patrick Kehoe’s second collection The Cask of Moonlight are for the most part set in Barcelona, a city of slow time and reflection, of “crepuscular, pastel-tinted shrouds” but also of vitality and luminance, a city that is both manmade and part of the greater natural world in which there can be no guarantees for “whatever nameless thing it was / that resembled love”. Kehoe’s lucid, light-handed lyrics brilliantly illuminate a time and a place, like a full moon over the “beehive ways of the city”.