The Quarry Author:Daniel Huws To have woken into the clear of evening With the tired feet wandering as they please Across the avenues of an orchard Where green cherries are thick on the trees, And beyond the lane where the barbarous scent Of mayflower billowed as did its white foam In the short hour that is not yet night To have strayed in a wood which seemed like home, Wh... more »ere birch was birch and oak true oak And their leaves spread a darkening green. So much was certain. But the ringing song Was of birds more nameless than they ever have been. -"Escape" The Quarry is a collection of extraordinary poems about ordinary subjects, marked by Daniel Huws's affinity for people as well as for nature and the wild. From the short, still rhythms of the title poem, in which the Welsh poet recalls long afternoon visits to the quarry as a boy, to the plaintive loneliness of a young mother in "For Better for Worse," to the lovely evocation of sunrise in "A Dawn," Huws shows that he is a poet of exceptional musicality and feeling. Daniel Huws lives in Wales.« less