'These deeply personal poems are rich with the lexicon of Gypsy, Roma and Traveller life. They bear the weight of suspicion and violence directed towards those who live within the rhythms and currents of the natural world. Laden with verbs that sing, these are not poems of introspection: they are utilitarian and active on the page as those who 'skim...and can't settle' on our landscape. Many of the poems hold notes of such tenderness, they stop your breath.'
- Shash Trevett in the Poetry Book Society summer bulletin.