'In a compelling mix of fact, conjecture and imagination, she recreates one of the most fascinating and strange periods of our colonial history: small isolated communities establishing determined pockets of Europeanness in an alien environment.' – Sarah Quigley, New Zealand Listener [on The Land Ballot']
'Informality and immediacy are vivid ways to remake a world; and Adcock’s style has not dated in the half-century since her debut.' – Fiona Sampson, Guardian
'Fleur Adcock is as clear-eyed as always in a collection that ranges widely over lost worlds, family histories… but always maintains the art of seemingly artless observation.' – Adam Newey, Guardian, on Glass Wings
'Adcock's reputation has been founded on her spare, conversational poems, in which the style is deceptively simple, apparently translucent…those who see in such poems only flatness are missing the power of a voice which teases both reader and subject.' – Jo Shapcott, TLS