pFrom its tentative first word 'perhaps' to the final phrase, realising 'here is no journey only attending to stones- like a story told yet again by an old friend', the reader is immersed in a woodland that is alive with quiet yet profound epiphanies-the way we live and die the way we might weave narratives that change our stories. In this liminal place, which is both a real woodland and an internal space, we learn that 'What matters is the silence that encircles you...' And we find in that silence a liturgy of the natural world we too often forget we are part of.ppbrppYvonne Baker's poems are both lyrical and spiritual. In emTree Lightem she takes the reader into the woods near her home. She has so immersed herself in these they have become a presence in her life. She writes about the different trees, creatures which live in the woods, the effects of light and weather, makes the reader feel the touch of moss and lichen. Happenings in her life and her feelings about them are skilful