I love the idea of a nature-themed poetry collection based around a desert environment, especially as I come from a country where there's very little desert. We have a bit of volcanic aridity, but nothing like the Sahara, which is the heart of this text. There's therefore something very appealing, and very alien, about a desert environment for me, and I enjoy reading books from people who have such a close relationship with it. That being said, a lot of these poems are, I think, a little too abstract, and a little too repetitive, for my tastes. I still find them interesting, and every so often there's a line that really grabs me ("We go to the Desert in order to quench our thirst for freedom" is one of them) but on the whole I think that the photographs scattered through the text caught my attention more than the words.