A Lioness at My Heels

by Robin Winckel-Mellish

The hemispheric pull between Europe and Africa and the restlessness that results from inhabiting both worlds is reflected in A Lioness at my Heels. Robin Winckel-Mellish reconciles the muted tones of her Europe with the riotous colour of Africa. The immediacy, vividness and dustiness of the harsh African sun is carefully offset by the softer quality of the Netherlands. All poems are mediated and considered in the light of a spiritual home.

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"All the lion colours of southern Africa are threaded through these poems. It’s landscape and its people live on, even in the sedate, canal lined streets of Holland where the poet now lives. A hint of eroticism, more than a touch of wildness, lovers devour each other, a quiet irony and an ever present consciousness that ‘home’ where the poet’s memory sometimes flies like ‘a crazed pigeon’ was once somewhere else, all infuse this collection with both the light and shadow of a life lived between different cultures.": Kate Foley, Writer