What a marvellous book The Catch is: a time-slipping, genre-shifting exploration of lives and landscapes, in which poetry, memoir and biography swirl and braid most beautifully together. Obsessive, passionate and deep-pooled, Wormald's pursuit of Hughes becomes, over its course, unexpectedly and movingly personal: a journey inwards in spirit as well as backwards in time, moving against the flow. The Catch leaves both its writer and its reader - to borrow a phrase from the book itself - wonderfully lost in water. * Robert Macfarlane *
What an absolute gem this is. Mark Wormald's love of angling and of Ted Hughes's poetry come together beautifully. I was delightfully lost by the river throughout. * Paul Whitehouse *
I'm perhaps more fish than fisher, but like Ted Hughes's River, this book tugs at an atavistic, aquatic consciousness at the base of my brain. Wormald's quest has me swimming in the same brilliant flows, settled in the same rooty riverside nooks, vividly drowsy, deeply awake. I loved it. * Amy-Jane Beer *
A torrent of a book, its swirling deeps and dark backwaters lit with hard-won insight. -- Luke Jennings
Engaging and enlightening, a new and convincing key to Hughes's extraordinary poetic gifts. * Richard Beard *
Mark Wormald has written a brilliant book. Complex, kaleidoscopic, brilliant in its originality, The Catch is a love song to a lifelong obsession. * Katharine Norbury *
A rare piece of work - modest, brilliant, moving. Quietly profound. * Ian Sansom *
A wonderfully beguiling and enjoyable literary pilgrimage - full of surprises and insights, to delight anyone (fisherman or not) who loves reading poetry. Truly, a remarkable book. * David Profumo *
Mark Wormald takes what is, on the face of it, a meaningless act - the pursuit of exact, often remote places where a famed poet and fisherman has stood, floated, angled - and makes of it a parable of what angling and poetry share. The act of stalking, the stalking of fish by man, but also the stalking by man of his true self in poetry, the moment of the catch, at the instant of self-forgetfulness. * Harry Clifton *