it consists of a set of lunar pieces, seven phases of the moon caught in concrete bowls with Brenchley’s words around the rims.

"An eyelash, a curl of stolen light around a tear's rim"

"If wishes were fishes, she'd cast nets in the sea"

"Still baleful, still hungry, still drawing water from the world's well"

"Full and fat, she can barely float:she leaks in streaks of silver"

"Adrift, almost bodiless, she aches to be newborn again - and will be"

"Losing weight, losing influence, she sees deep waters ebb away"

"Hooked as she must be, she hangs above oceans and cannot drink"