In these passionate poems, this long poem, there is a story (there are stories) which a reader mines out of a landscape of language moulded under great pressure and eloquent of the stresses that formed it. This is non-representational work of great concentration and beauty.

The skill and intense ardor of the mind at work ... is delightful. The least one can learn from poetry that makes sweet music of the intelligence is that we can still measure, have measure. -- Fred Wah, Books in Canada