REVIEW: Lawrence Moore’s ‘The Breadcrumb Trail’

A literary review by Sam Bartle

My first encounter with the work of Lawrence Moore was on social media via the ‘Poets On Thursday‘ platform on X, to which we both made regular contributions. We both enjoy rhyme and meter, so I took a natural liking to his poems, which he structures eloquently, often, though not exclusively, in free rhyming verse. That is to say his writing is not bound by accepted poetic forms and he will explore and experiment with his own, but always with a particular structure and musicality; not dissimilar to my own approach.

It is from this perspective of synergy with Lawrence’s writing that I was attracted to review his new collection, ‘The Breadcrumb Trail‘. Not only is it a beautiful work of poetry but this artistry is complemented superbly by the illustrations of artist, Jane Cornwell, who enhances the charm and enchantment of the book as a whole. With this work, Lawrence has deftly spun an interwoven dreamscape into which he invites the reader. It feels as if he is offering to take you by the hand and guide you through a mystic world of fantasy and magic, against the backdrop of the natural world, which is laced at times with undertones of menace. Cue imagery of forests and dark woodland paths, where fairies and sorcerers are real!

The Breadcrumb Trail‘ leads you into the poet’s fairy-tale world.

The decision to frame all of the poems within this fairy-tale world has proved to be a creative masterstroke as it helps thread the work together and add to the sense of journey that the reader experiences from start to finish. Indeed, the book’s title itself hints at this (the ‘breadcrumb trail‘ being how Hansel & Gretel found their way home through the forest in the much-loved fairy tale). It also provides an enthralling setting for Lawrence to introduce a number of poignant strands like love, loneliness, and introspection.

In ‘Their Morbid Measurings‘ the author uses the image of a tree stump, freshly felled and bearing two hundred rings, to reflect on the passage of time and the ways in which we measure our own lives. He contemplates the whimsical notion of being cleaved into units, querying what measurements would best capture the essence of his existence. The tree rings symbolize a life divided into moments—some regrettable, some hopeful— as he walks in solitude, meditating on how the past, present, and future can intertwine in a single moment of solitary observation.

Walking on my lonesome, Sunday morn,
Beyond the average human’s casual reach
I chance upon a tree stump, newly felled
Two hundred circles wide, four seasons each

‘Their Morbid Measurings’, from ‘The Breadcrumb Trail’ page 22, by Lawrence Moore

The theme of loneliness is continued in ‘Interstellar‘, a poem that also introduces a profound sense of longing, against the juxtaposition of the personal and the cosmic. The stars are a symbol of distant love and connection, becoming the object of the speaker’s yearning, embodying the belief that something—or someone—is just out of reach. There’s a mythic quality to the poem, where the speaker almost believes that the presence of the stars is tied to their own sense of belonging or connection. It speaks to the universal human desire for intimacy and the tension between the finite self and the infinite universe.

I look up at the stars
and sense that one of them is yours,
almost prepared to believe the myth
that I could never reach it…

‘Interstellar’, from ‘The Breadcrumb Trail’ page 47, by Lawrence Moore

As well as longing, it becomes clear that the author also finds peace and harmony in solitary thought. For example, in ‘Swirling in Sync‘:

Sometimes it’s okay to be alone
when the stars
and the clouds
and the moon
intermingle in just the right way,

‘Swirling In Sync’, from ‘The Breadcrumb Trail’ page 56, by Lawrence Moore

The poem celebrates the harmony that exists in the natural world, offering comfort to the author as he connects with the elements and the rhythm of the universe. The repetition of “swirling in sync” suggests a deep, almost spiritual connection to the natural world, where the author finds a sense of belonging amidst the vastness of the earth and sky.

The reader also gains a sense of the tension between external reality and the author’s own internal world. ‘By Phonelight‘ explores this with imagery such as “aging, twisted oak” contrasted with the glowing “phonelight” that guides his journey. The light becomes a metaphor for the act of reaching out, capturing a sense of yearning for transformation and discovery, as the author wishes for passers-by to mistake him for something ethereal, like a glow-worm, so that he may continue to use words to open windows onto his dreamscape.

I ask that passers-by
mistake me for a glow-worm,
that I am left
to lever words like windows
until they open
onto the land I walk in dreams

‘By Phonelight’, from ‘The Breadcrumb Trail’ page 43, by Lawrence Moore

In ‘Fairies Exist‘, Lawrence takes the reader deeper into his magical realm, where he asserts that fairies exist, offering a vision of hope and fantasy in opposition to the cynicism of society. The poem challenges the conventional and celebrates belief in the intangible. Through a series of contrasts—”sunset red skies” that remain out of reach, “loves lost in retreat,” and the idea of fairies and the breeze—the poem suggests that there is wonder in the world beyond what is visible. In its final lines, the author confidently declares, “Fairies exist and I will be yours,” embracing a sense of agency and belief that defies the mundane.

Other folks’ loves are lost in retreat,
scattered and scarred by first springtime heat,
yearn for the forest, hide from the trees.
Fairies exist and so does the breeze.

‘Fairies Exist’, from ‘The Breadcrumb Trail’ page 66, by Lawrence Moore
‘The Breadcrumb Trail’. Illustration by Jane Cornwell

The Breadcrumb Trail‘ is a compelling and nuanced collection that captures the full spectrum of human experience. From the reflective melancholy of ‘Their Morbid Measurings‘ to the playfulness of ‘Fairies Exist‘, the author navigates themes of isolation, connection, and the search for meaning. Each poem in the collection presents a unique perspective on the complexities of life, offering both introspective depth and a broader vision of the world. Lawrence Moore’s skillful use of imagery, metaphor, and tone challenges the reader to consider the magic and mystery that lie beyond the surface of the ordinary in a poetic journey that is as thought-provoking as it is emotionally resonant.

By Sam Bartle

(‘The Breadcrumb Trail‘ by Lawrence Moore is available to buy from Amazon.

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REVIEW: Dean Wilson’s ‘Take Me Up The Lighthouse

A literary review by Sam Bartle

Having spent my early childhood in the East Yorkshire seaside town of Withernsea, it holds a special place in my heart, so I couldn’t resist reviewing the work of poet Dean Wilson, who refers to himself magnanimously as ‘Withernsea’s 2nd Best Poet’! Dean has gained great public acclaim and affection for his words, and has also achieved fame for his pebble-picking on Holderness coast beaches which he transformed into a successful social media feature (‘Pebble Of The Day‘), that he ran for almost three years, and now continues that popularity with content for ‘Dean’s Discoveries‘ in the Holderness Gazette. His friend, the writer and producer Dave Lee, has also made a number of short films with Dean in celebration of his work, usually at coastal locations.

‘Take Me Up the Lighthouse’ by Dean Wilson is full of rhyming verse about love, desire, and his affection for Withernsea and the local area..

When deciding which of Dean’s books to review, I was immediately drawn to ‘Take Me Up The Lighthouse‘, perhaps because I used to live in Withernsea and immediately realised the title was both a reference to the landmark white lighthouse that towers over the town, and also a euphemism for some form of amorous activity! Indeed, the title is a perfect abstract of two key themes that seem to occupy the book: Across an incredible 55 poems, the author skilfully sets raw emotions like desire, love, and perhaps also loneliness, against the backdrop of a mundane Holderness landscape. However, this is far from derogatory and acts as a nod of affection to the whole area, which Dean interweaves with his trademark brand of subtle humour. Arguably, not all of the poems deal with these themes, but I think this is something that particularly stands out for the reader. The work is firmly and unapologetically based on rhyming verse, and the rhymes come thick and fast. Perhaps this is best summed up by his poem, ‘Holderness’ in which he references his deep affection for rhyme:

I’m on the bus
to Hornsea
there’s
no one
on the top
deck but me
I’m rhyming furiously
because rhyme sets me free…”

‘Holderness’, from ‘Take Me Up The Lighthouse’ page 22, by Dean Wilson

As someone who shares the author’s fondness for rhyme, this resonated with me as a reader, and I found myself enjoying the simple yet effective way that Dean delivers his refrains and arranges the poems on the page. In many of the poems, the lines are set out in couples, sometimes only two-three words in length, making them accessible to read. This means that the reader can just enjoy the rhyme and doesn’t have to read and re-read each stanza to interrogate and unpick intricate literary devices and meaning. Some of the best writing is arguably that which delivers its message succinctly and doesn’t try to attain greater depth by shrouding itself in mystery and, in this book, the messages are simple and clear. One of those messages is the desire to be loved:

“Kiss me under
the pier, dear
kiss me ’til
my lips are sore
and my teeth
lose their veneer…”

‘Kiss Me Under The Pier’, from ‘Take Me Up The Lighthouse’ page 11, by Dean Wilson

Take Me Up The Lighthouse‘ is published by Wrecking Ball Press

Obviously, the reader can detect the humour within the writing but you can also sense the author’s desire for passion, and this accumulates through the collective reading of each poem:

“…pin me against
a haystack
there are worst men
you could adore

pin me against
a haystack
your hot hands
will help me thaw.”

‘Pin Me Against A Haystack’, from ‘Take Me Up The Lighthouse’ page 50, by Dean Wilson

The poem after which the book is entitled, perhaps encapsulates this emotion best:

“Take me up
the lighthouse
it’s been quite
a while

take me up
the lighthouse
please don’t
run a mile…”

‘Take Me Up The Lighthouse’, from ‘Take Me Up The Lighthouse’ page 45, by Dean Wilson

Many of the poems in the book also reflect on the object of desire and the various men that the author has been attracted by on his travels. Poems such as ‘Guard’, ‘Pipe Fitters’, ‘Yacht’, ‘Kevin Webster’, ‘Gary’, ‘Queen Street‘, and ‘The Lifeboatman‘ all contain subtle notes of that secret desire for the strangers he meets, and are sometimes characterised by Dean’s contemplations of what would happen if his romantic ambitions were to be revealed:

“…maybe we’ll
become pals
and drink in
The Alma together

or maybe he’ll shun
me in the street
when he realises
it’s romance I’m after.”

‘Halifax Dish’, from ‘Take Me Up The Lighthouse’ page 34, by Dean Wilson

The book takes the reader on a ride of rhyme through Dean’s beloved Holderness.

In the poem, ‘And Then Where Would I Be?’, Dean meditates on finding love itself, and the consequences that may have for his poetry, reconciling that the search for love is perhaps what keeps the flame of his creativity burning and allows him to continue writing. To find love, might therefore jeopardise his poetry:

“…Do I really
want to wake up

in a big strong
man’s arms

if it means
never waking

up with
a verse?”

‘And Then Where Would I Be?’, from ‘Take Me Up The Lighthouse’ page 40, by Dean Wilson

On the basis of having read this book, I believe the fear would prove unfounded, and finding love would actually steer the author’s creativity in new directions, and of course, I don’t think it would alter his ability to find observational humour in his surroundings (as in ‘Bus 1’, ‘Bus 2’, ‘Bus 3’, and ‘Bus 4’, for example), nor would it dampen his articulation and celebration of his beloved ‘With‘ (Withernsea) and the rest of the Holderness area:

“…roll up
your slacks

take off
your vest

everyone knows
With is the best.”

‘With Is The Best’, from ‘Take Me Up The Lighthouse’ page 60, by Dean Wilson

Take Me Up The Lighthouse‘ is a charming take on the world, as seen through the eyes of the author, and you can’t help but smile as he takes you on this ride of rhyme through Holderness, making it a must-read for any aficionado of the rhyming verse.

By Sam Bartle

(‘Take Me Up The Lighthouse‘ by Dean Wilson is available to buy from Wrecking Ball Music and Books in Hull or online from Wrecking Ball Press .

You can also find it in the ‘Shop’ section of Dean’s website, ‘DeanWorld‘, where you can learn more about the poet himself: www.deanworld.org).

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