<p><i>¿One evening</i><br><i>when they are sitting quietly together</i><br><i>she breaks the silence</i><br><i>and starts to talk¿</i><br><br><i>Dorothy</i> tells the complete story of a Yorkshire woman, in verse, from her birth early in the last century to her death in the first years of this. Like so many of her generation, she lived a life both ordinary and extraordinary; shaded by grief, troubled by family dynamics, and restricted by the realities of class, location and gender. Hers was a life where survival itself, the simple act of continuing, was a victory to be celebrated ¿ but one where the reminders of why we continue, the blinding moments of sunshine when the clouds part, were that much sweeter because of it.<br><br>Tender and insightful, harrowing and uplifting, <i>Dorothy</i> is a stunning act of empathy from a son towards his mother. Her story, told through the author¿s assured, unpretentious verse, is both specific and universal enough to resonate with all who encounter