We live in memoried bodies, whether we are alert to those memories, whether they are carried featherlight on our skins, whether they inhabit, hauntingly, the depths of ourselves and being, whether they are memories refused, denied, almost unable to be encountered. For so many reasons.

In these memories require, poet, writer, and author Jacinta Le Plastrier writes across a range of memories, and not only those which are her own. In this endeavour of more than a decade she seeks: how does one write others' memories, meaningfully, ethically and impactfully? How does one write one's own when they are linked, and at times painfully, to the lives of others? Memory is also collective, she believes, and a commitment to fearless witnessing and knowing whether it is yours to write or not essential.

Some of the poetry engages with scholarship on trauma and memory. Away from this, others write on joy, childhood its pure and darker moments, intimacy and love, the majesty and knowing of nature; also on the supernatural, an abiding passion of the writer, including a poem on fierce angels visiting a childhood bed.