The Hall by Holly Howitt


“Step into the mysterious old Hall, alive with ghosts, owls, hornets and mice. Meet a solitary child who wanders in and out of the present.

Feel how thin the membranes are between inside, outside, then and now; where everything is as close as the air you breathe.”

Maggie Butt

It is 2019. It is 1667. In this poetry collection, you will meet those who have lived in the old Hall, and those who refuse to leave; you’ll hear voices from the present and voices from the past. Set in an isolated Welsh house, the poems show how time slips between gaps, how the traces of what came before can never be erased. Ghosts, children, animals, even the walls call to be heard.


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