K.S. Moore’s debut collection puts me in mind of Christina Rossetti, if Rossetti were a contemporary Welsh/Irish poet. Her work is lyrical, intricate, concerned with fairy tales and landscapes both familiar and fantastic. This book is joyful, clever, unsettling at times, and heartfelt.—Emily Blewitt (Poetry Editor, New Welsh Review and author of This Is Not A Rescue, Seren)
A precious gift of wistful wonder and magic and of glimmering, white-gold hope. . . Prepare to be lured into K.S. Moore’s world of delicately deconstructed and skilfully re-crafted fables. Hers is an alchemy of lush and lustrously woven verse that revels in the music of words.—Anne Casey (author of out of emptied cups and where the lost things go, Salmon)
What frost does under a crescent moon is a book of charms and portents where imagination re-slants the living world and scapes the land anew. Each poem invokes folklore from fairy-tale-forests, and each conjures somewhere in its looking glass the trembling reflection of Moore, mid myth-making.—Glyn Edwards (author of In Orbit, Seren)