Their Lunar Language

‘Charlotte Eichler grabs the twisting, female narrative and confidently fits colours and stories into new bodies. These poems are almost anthropomorphic – half girl, half beast – and I'm excited to follow whatever she writes next.’
— Jen Campbell

‘Their Lunar Language infolds named and imaginary, near and far-flung places. It assembles a disquieting array of feminine characters, later bringing in masculine figures of tenderness and fragility. This creates a powerful authorial perspective, not mistakable for any other voice. Brides and cuttlefish, wayward or broken forms of love, woodlands transposable with human manufacture: this is modern pastoral, not nostalgic, and well beyond the ordinary domestic lyric.’
— Vahni Capildeo

‘Every time you feel like you know where you're headed with this gorgeous-looking pamphlet, something comes along and jabs you in the neck. Whether the little girl with her collection of tortured insects, the brooches of milk teeth, or the unchanging views of Prague in the red View-Master – there’s a kind of spooky dream world here, full of uncomfortable detail, beautifully rendered. More please!’
— National Poetry Library