Tender Insurrections

My latest collection of poetry, published by Sudden Valley press.

A mother who may, or may not, be real. A father-figure grown in a green glass bottle. A house with its doors torn off. A pangolin of grief, a team of Rapunzels, a ritual boiling of sauerkraut and wedding photos.
Enter the strange, passionate, enigmatic world of Marisa Cappetta.

John Alison wrote:
These poems are ‘domestic’ but in the way that ‘home’, ‘mother’, ‘kitchen’, ‘bathroom’, ‘garden’ evoke the whole world, the universe of human experience, you, and me, as intimate associations. Marisa Cappetta is indeed an insurrectionist, assaulting us with an armoury of surprising images which blow open the mind-vault with soft explosions, like thistledown breaking free into the sky. From the moment of encountering in the first poem her mother ‘curled around herself, a pangolin of grief’, we know we are in the hands of a skilled maker and shapeshifter, a poet who also crafts visual images of jewellery, objects which likewise connect commonplace bibs and bobs with bright things. Be ready to be delighted, and astonished, and deeply touched.