John Eliot's fourth collection, Feeding Fish at Fontainebleau, contains poetry of stunning clarity and musicality, a symphony of multiple realms... it bears astute witness to the vulnerability of the human heart alongside an everyday ecology. These pieces are unflinching yet tender, moving from intimate domesticity to vast existential weight, from Dylan and Patti Smith to Psalm 77 and gypsy weddings. There are tractors in the mist, butterflies in frost, and echoes of gunshots through silent fields. There is death, yes - but also bread broken at Easter, laughter by moonlight, and the resilient breath of life in every line.