“Pippa Little's perjink, witty, sure-footed, always surprising, sometimes sore, often very moving poems take a clear-eyed, head-cocked-to-one-side, look at family tensions, a childhood exiled 'back home' from far Africa; at landscape always taken very personally indeed; at historical wrongs still far from over and done with. Let's celebrate her experimental playfulness (MacKafka) and marvel that language, new-forged language, is always the engine for 'those journeys back through enormous nights / eyes of other cars tangling in the trees' fine hair...'.”

Liz Lochhead


“Pippa Little is a class act. Her poems are cut through with magic, whether telling of the fisherwoman of the Whaligoe Steps or childhood car journeys home 'through enormous nights' . Full of invention and linguistic delight, The Snow Globe shows a formidable poet at work.”

Anna Woodford

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