Thirsting for Lemonade

In her third collection of poetry, Heather Taylor Johnson celebrates the liminal spaces between two cultures – the neither here nor there, the neither in nor out. It is indeed a world where ‘Home is a relative term’.

Thirsting for Lemonade is an affirmation of the migrant’s acceptance of never-quite-belonging, and still it is her attempt to forge new paths in foreign, and remembered, territory, where past is always present.

These poems recall the many things which get us home – photographs, a common cereal, a record album, a fooseball table. This latest collection is a celebration of ‘the things that are especially good / because they cannot last.’