Home is a place that visits me
Home is a place that visits me by Hannah Hull is a poetic narrative of home, childhood, trauma and family through poems and a series of monoprints, chosen for their often crude and childlike impression, to indicate the effects of trauma.
I am haunted by these poems. So very much in possession of their particular voice, a voice that feels born out of what it describes. The poems strike you as terribly painful and true one coming out of the other. What stays is the sense of these harrowing poems being a clear-eyed reckoning.
Mark Waldron
This is a haunting, genre-defying piece of poetic brilliance which hovers halfway between luminosity and darkness. Deceptively simple, its words and pictures work seamlessly together to create an entirely new
language for the toughest story. However hard the
subject matter, Hull’s skill and creativity fills me
with hope. I read this book repeatedly; I think I will remember it for the rest of my life.
Clare Shaw
Hannah ‘Hunter’ Hull (they/them) is an artist and musician living in Yorkshire, England. Home is a place that visits me is a companion to Close To Home, a collection of songs released under the alias Burning Salt.
First review, on Emma Lee’s blog. an empathetic, compassionate long poem that captures a child’s view of abuse without graphic detail.