Bücher von Charlotte Clutterbuck

Bhòid grasped Sulaire's hand. 'Stay behind me. Whatever happens.' She shook her head, her face a wild mask of red and shadows in the firelight, and stayed where she was. The wolves slipped out of the woods, moving over the snow in a loose pack of shadows...Thousands of years ago in Stone-age Scotland... ...twin brother and sister, thrall born, but with dreams beyond the Custom of the Beaver Clan. Bhòid can only become a Hunter if he shows outstanding courage in the Wolf Guard. Lamed by a fever, Sulaire fears she is no longer fit to be Healer. When Bhòid injures the Headman's son whilst protecting his sister, he must flee to an uninhabited island. Can he survive, alone and defenceless? Can Sulaire heal the Headman's son from his injuries and his inner darkness? Will the twins ever see each other again? Twin Stars is set on the island now known as Eilean Bhòid--the Isle of Bute--in Scotland.

"One should never underestimate poetry's capacity to convey tender­ness. Brink's reflections on the life that was - home, husband, family, convention - are both touching and true. Charting the struggle to renew the self, the poems become more playful and confident with an inventiveness of form and exuberance of wordplay." - Deb Westbury "Written from the intersections of science and religion, Charlotte Clutterbuck's Brink is a subtle, even delicate, narrative. In expertly constructed poems, we are told how a mature woman with grown children and a husband ('who was sensible when (she) wasn't') decides to 'step off the edge of (her) life', leaving her marriage to live with the woman she has come to love. Despite their emotional intensity, the poems in Brink are not without a wry humour. Nor do they shirk the consequences of the narrator's move ('no friends ring me / no mail comes / my children speak / stiffly on the phone'). Beyond this personal story, however, Brink is also concerned with cultural contrasts (Aboriginal and Japanese, in particular) and, most often, with the metaphysical gap between 'those who think they know everything' and 'those who think they know there is nothing'. For all her familiarity with cosmology and science, Clutterbuck, in 'Why I still go to church', continues to feel 'a charged stillness' there despite her rejection of conventional pieties. At every step, Brink asks challenging questions and eschews simple answers." - Geoff Page