I almost NEVER read books of poetry but I had to read this only because I have NEVER read anything by Carol Ann Duffy and I feel guilty for not doing so, especially when I am joining others for dinner with her as part of a writers festival.
This is a breezy read (if that could be applied to a book of poem) with sparse lines but such insights in each of them and over-all as well.
Definitely a book that deserves a second/third/fourth and of course fifth reading.