Sorry for the Slug A Collection of Garden Poetry

The title is likely to deter the serious gardener, who will not find much in here about the misery of losing your seedlings to the eponymous mollusca, or the shameful joy of slaughtering the culprits by fair means or foul. Composting, slipped discs and weed control are also neglected. Instead we have a slim, largely contemporary, but admirably diverse collection of celebratory verses, visiting all the seasons, and tropical as well as temperate gardens. Evocations of mosquitoes, and of soil inside a sweaty vest, help to balance the lyrical observations of flora and fauna.