This is Geir Gulliksen’s first poetry collection since 2008. The poems are about living with yourself and others and how the basic relationship between all organic life is more important than individual, human relationships. A young thrush. Hibernating ants. The beech tree that was once almost a sister or aunt to a young boy. An eight-minute-long relationship between a man and a white wagtail.

The poems are written as sketches and variations that discuss amongst themselves how to approach the living. Is it possible to write yourself into other life forms without resorting to crude animation?

‘Geir Gulliksen’s first collection of poetry in six years can be summed up as follows: tenderness – towards birds, trees, seasons, people and memories. ... Another strength of this book is that it challenges the reader’s self-image. And is that not what we’re looking for when we read?’
KLASSEKAMPEN

‘Outstanding poetry about the bird carcasses strewn around us. Exploratory and sensual with images that you can revisit in the midst of the Christmas rush. Equal parts clever and touching.’
KLASSEKAMPEN