From the Winner of the 2005 Victorian Premier's Literary Award for poetry There is a goblet of lichen for the sun to feed from and a single wild iris with a mind so old that it came before invention Its condition is perfect It rests perfectly between our hands - from Wild Iris MTC Cronin's poems - expansive and intimate, dynamic and reflective - blaze with electrifying vision. Writing with honesty and wit, grace, and the courage to strip away illusions, she explores surfaces, interiors, myths and mysteries through a kaleidoscope of flowers - dandelions, impatiens, roses, azaleas, flowers real and imagined. Suffused with awe and wonder, these poems unveil 'urgently, now, before us, the flower, the thing'.