My Nan Speaks Nanish

‘Jane Williams’s poems are inventive and the fun is infectious. A bag full of goodies and a delight to the ear.’ – Harry Laing, author of Shoctopus

‘In these poems, a whole heap of relatives and animals collide and come together in a series of wonderful moments. We overhear the things that Nan and Pop say, that don’t always mean what they sound like – that secret, special language it takes an effort to untangle: Nanish – and we spend time with Auntie Bern and Uncle D, with their hobbies and chooks. There’s a joy in being a kid, in being out in the dirt and the woods. In these poems, nature is ever present and the regular whiff of the absurd, the comic, the nonsense-ish is just enough to set an extra sparkle in the eyes and heart of the reader. Lovely, daft, heartfelt, funny, fresh stuff.’ – A.F. Harrold, author of The Imaginary