LZRD – Poems from the Lizard Peninsula
by Alyson Hallett and Penelope Shuttle
56 poems, 78 pages
Price: £9.99
ISBN: 978-1-910834-76-3
Publisher: Indigo Dreams Publishing
To order: www.indigodreams.co.uk
Reviewed by Neil Leadbeater
LZRD is a title that is notable for its absence of vowels. The human brain, so used to
recognising words, quickly fills in the blanks. In the poem of the same name, Lzrd is
described as a ‘squeezer of vowels from words’- a ‘crazy misfit Cornish wonder.’
This is the corner of Cornwall that writers Alyson Hallett and Penelope Shuttle like the most.
The story of their collaboration on this collection is related in a very helpful and informative
postscript by Alyson Hallett at the end of the book. Surprisingly, a warning to travellers about
an imminent storm, in this case, Storm Imogen, prompted them to ‘break into the gale like
thieves’ and head off to the peninsula Several more journeys ensued, each one described as a
‘holy act’ to the place where ‘one hazy day leans / into the next.’ In a second postscript,
Penelope Shuttle describes some of the ‘off-the-map jaunts’ that she and her late husband, the
poet Peter Redgrove, used to take to that part of Cornwall. The book is dedicated to his
memory.
A note from Catherine Leyshon, Associate Professor of Human Geography at the University
of Exeter, provides the reader with an excellent account of the geography and geology of the
peninsula.
On reflection, these notes might have been better placed at the start of the book since,
together, they serve as useful introductions to the collection and prepare the reader for what is
to come.
It is clear that these are very personal poems evoking memories that are only known to their
respective writers. There is a danger here because the emotional impact that their words have
upon them might not resonate with their readers to the same extent and certainly not in the
same way. In these circumstances, the writers need to work extra hard to draw their readers
in. By and large, Alyson Hallett and Penelope Shuttle have succeeded in doing this.
Several poems in this volume provide us with two ‘takes’ on a particular incident: ‘Candles
for the Well’ and ‘Lizard Bible,’ ‘Hum’ and ‘Tusk,’ ‘Fig Tree, Manaccan Church’ and ‘At
Manaccan Church’ are just three examples. The very different treatment given to the two
poems titled ‘Storm Imogen’ shows that this collaboration is far from a duplication and more
of a celebration in which two creative minds give expression to a different thought-pattern in
response to a shared experience.
Storms and rainbows feature as recurring themes throughout this collection. Both poets write
separate poems titled ‘Storm Imogen,’ ‘Named Storm’ is a single poem in two parts and there
is a further poem which recounts a visit to The Church of Storms at Gunwalloe where the
storm is contrasted with the calm interior of the church building where light flares from a candle without being blown out.
There are some real gems to be found here including some memorable turns of phrase – a
rainbow’s double is described as ‘its little back-up pal,’ there is a sea that ‘has everything and
nothing on its blue mind,’ and ‘arthritic bones’ that ‘ache and moan / like glockenspiels of
pain.’
Something of the joy of attachment to this special area of Cornwall is conveyed in this short
poem called ‘Hum’ which is quoted here in its entirety:
Returning through the wheat,
I catch a humming in my ear,
touch the telegraph pole planted in the field,
shocked by the power coursing through the wood,
electricity rip-roaring to itself,
Prometheus Bound,
rippling sinews of it under my hand,
like my lover.
As someone who appreciates the gift of holy places, many of these poems resonated with me.
The visits to Grade, St Ruan’s and Landewednack revel in the quiet beauty of church interiors
where Peter Redgrove, once remarked that ‘each church has its own particular silence.’
These poems are immersed in Celtic mythology, ancient springs and shrines, wisdom and
folklore, they are peopled with saints and the ‘ghosts of Avalonia,’ landscaped with churches and dressed in serpentine stone. Fully recommended.
This review was previously published in Write Out Loud and is reprinted with their
permission.
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