Little Book of Sonnets

Description

First Tomato: 'A certain tradition we had. First fruit inspired it. You carried it in and placed it on a plate. We all stood round and silently admired it. Mum polished it up. The room would radiate. When we'd had our feast of sight and scent, you'd cut it into four and pass it round. This torrent of taste, we knew, was heaven-sent to us, through you. This somehow was profound. You had no words to talk about your feelings. A modest man, not given to showy acts. The only touch of pride in all your dealings. Your first tomato stated all the facts. My first tomato's redolence is true. I've cut it in four. Dad, here's a piece for you.'

This is Julie Leibrich's tenth book. She has published poetry, books on the mind, and children's books. Julie lives at Raumati, north of Wellington, and has worked in the mental health area for many years. Her next book will be about sanctuary.