Okapi by Fiona Moore Abigail Parry His ad-libs are perfectly timed

His ad-libs are perfectly timed and if we laugh out loud at his routines

The sun shines and we gather because the river allows it

This affirmative anthology shows that poetry and running have much in common

six pomegranate seeds eaten by mistake

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Okapi by Fiona Moore Abigail Parry His ad-libs are perfectly timedFiona Moore asks am I really here in gaelic they say in an island not on it and, as readers, we might begin preparing ourselves for an immersive experience. Okapi is a single, book length poem, set mostly on (in!) a Hebridean island during the pandemic. Moores rich descriptions recreate the island as a living protagonist: the subject of reflection, memory, destruction, loss (symbolised by the rare okapi, a favourite animal in her childhood zoo),