I remember the green gaze

In his latest poetry collection, Matt Chamberlain urges his readers to find the calm eye of the maelstrom, ushers them to safety, tries to make sense of life's cruel beauty without being quite reconciled to it. He has a list of things that defy death, including blackbirds and breezes that bring the lost home again. He hears the silences and pictures the improvements; he tastes the abundance of salt, the want of mustard. 'I remember the green gaze' is no easy flee to the green hills. The author is a man tired and a man restored by discovering the dock leaf - nature's remedy against her own sting.