"Tanaka Chidora writes with the nerve and verve of firework displays in these poems. There is “a peace armed to the teeth” here, and over there “words are just fugitives scuttling away from the recognition of the reader.” Through this burst of iron vocabulary discipline, the poet suggests that even if sadness could be all we are left with, we still need to give sadness a try until it becomes beautiful, because sadness has always been beautiful, anyway." - Memory Chirere, University of Zimbabwe