In this new collection, Harding casts his poetic line to retrieve ghosts from the near and more distant past, his eyes and ears caught by fragments snagged in his visual and aural memory. A lifetime of listening, observing, thinking and reflecting produces poems that tell stories in his own voice; at times amused, bemused, angry or simply taken by the transient beauty of light in nature or a splash of colour in an urban environment. Harding is a natural storyteller and, like all true storytellers, his direct language engages listener and reader alike in the recognition that their own poems may also be waiting to be retrieved from the seemingly random.