the irresistible clarity of images [are] so right they deliver an almost physical connection, joining poem and reader as her swifts do, 'fluid, / workmanlike, fixing rips in the sky'. ? Sarah Crown, Guardian

Birthcries repeatedly / new, self pull out self, self / issuing that self home - Vahni Capildeo, 'On Not Writing as a West Indian Woman'

When I am dead, I hope it may be said, 'His sins were scarlet, but his books were read.' - Hilaire Belloc

A good-tasting homemade stew of angel and beast. - Charles Simic