Harris, Joanne, 1964-2018
Books
An earthly nourris sits and sings; And aye she sings, "Ba lilly wean, Little ken I my bairn's father, Far less the land that he staps in. (Child Ballad, no. 113). So begins a stunning tale of love, loss and revenge, against a powerful backdrop of adventure on the high seas, and drama on the land....