This is a book about the irreducible core of what it is to be human in a world that changes constantly yet repeats and repeats. It uses images that speak to a place in us that does not depend on fashion but braves that over-used word 'archetypal'. It is mostly specific to a landscape the author knows very well yet sometimes ventures beyond, always with the awareness that fear is our constant companion, but also joy. Its title holds an echo of Beckett: 'I must go on, I can't go on, I'll go on' (from his novel 'The Unnameable'), and holds something of this despair, while holding to the irrational conviction of 'being enclosed by light'. Her work, as Claire Askew has noted, is 'a dark and gorgeous hymn to mortality'. It recognises that all localness is part of humanness; that the dominance of one sort of humanness to the exclusion of another sort diminishes all humanness, representing both loss and the degradation of the whole.

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Kerry Hardie's Where Now Begins is full of a dark, exact lyricism... These, certainly, are poems which speak skilfully to (and from) our times.'