As we see in the airy title, the sky has been pulled down to earth as if in a reflection, and therefore, the “holes in the clouds are full of sticklebacks and fleas and more, which all demands some peace and quiet”.

It’s a collection of 94 pages with good poems and abstract, sensuous word pictures; with captivating aphorisms, funny wordplay, and recitals; and relevant, discerning remarks to contemporary society. There is nature-loving eco-criticism, days that cannot be paved, bursting helium balloons, abstract dream poems, and more tangible: asphalt, steel ships, and coke cans on the steps of Ebenezer, in addition to totally weightless poems that dissolve and disappear.

- Kinna Poulsen