He hits a pace, a tilt that really carries the reader along. Everything comes as a subordinate clause to his dramatic momentum, a hand waving out of the express train window. (Ted Hughes, Poet Laureate) His poetic felicities include a poetic mix of Eliot, Pound and Blake; the judicious invention of his own psychological terms to guide his progress; an unafraid nakedness, linked to philosophic and scientific adventuresness; genuine visionary leanings and occasional lyric beauty. (Sebastian Barker, past chairman of The Poetry Society)