Too Blue for Logic by Marianne Jones 
 'Too Blue for logic' is an exquisite collection from North Walian writer Marianne Jones. 
 From the opening stanza of the first poem 'New Year' 
 The temple bell 
 resonates across the snow. 
 Midnight - time to begin afresh 
 I pull the oil heater closer 
 notice your sideways glance. 
 to the closing stanza of Momiji 
 This is a time of clearer sight, 
 of pruning out, remaking charts 
 not on a shrinking scale but grand 
 when roses, running, waves and light 
 brighten against the borderland. 
 You know you're in the presence of a poet who notices fine details even when the subjects of the poems are of sadness, of a ruined marriage, of having to flee from Japan. 
 You, whom I trusted once - 
 husband, 
 sadist, adulterer 
 you sit black-suited, back upright 
 From Hallowe'en 
 There are consolations 
 The lily I put near the entrance 
 still lights up a corner 
 like a blessing 
 From House in the East 
 She comes home to Wales, to a landscape both familiar but also changed in her absence. 
 I scanned the landscape 
 like a foreign tongue 
 and found a noun I knew, 
 a farm upon a hill, 
 embedded in an alien syntax 
 From Change 
 Some of my personal favourites amongst the poems are the ones which remind me of my childhood holidays with my grandparents on Anglesey but the poems will appeal to anyone with memories of the sea, of going looking for summer even if they don't expect to find it behind a fence/at Penysarn.