In this collection of poems Graham Simmonds is on a journey through dreams and reality. On the pilgrimage he encounters scenes and events showing that all people seek a mythology to justify their actions and existence. Not all seekers have empathy or understanding; some are mere malevolent egotists; others are lost in the roiling broth of uncontrollable circumstances. The joke lies in that there is no Pythagorean perfection in life, and that laughter and compassion can release us only when we realise this. There is always room for another pilgrim, and always another destination.
