"An examination of the strange and the odd, combined with ways in which politics affects personal perception. ... Hutchinson’s language plays with perceptive elements by perpetrating linguistic contortions that are typical of post-Bök CanLit experimentalists. This approach results in some truly delightful lines." — Quill and Quire
"Chris Hutchinson displays a wealth of thought and craft. ... These poems are not postcard scenes. They are post-modern elegies showing what happens when one worships the Moloch of technology, or the Baal of consumerism, at the expense of art, relationships, even self-preservation." — Miramichi Reader
"You can’t go to sleep on anything in Hutchinson’s poetic-thought condo ... you will remain in the stunning vortex of what what what." — Marrow Reviews
"Hutchinson’s thrilling, kaleidoscopic speed of associations mirrors the human present, while momentary but constantly recurring oases of loveliness signal a different possibility, perhaps beyond our grasp: renewed freshness, the seed of an answer to what 'I fear most — to never stop / wondering whether there’s time left / to stop. To start over again.' A reader who meets these superb poems will join in an adventure of keeping alive the hunger for transformation." — A.F. Moritz
"'It’s hard to meet the world exactly where it is,' writes Hutchinson. And, yet, this is precisely what these poems do. The poet strikes a balance between the homicidal and the hopeful, and he does so with the raw vulnerability of one for whom the shadows are a kind of illumination. There is a dogged, relentless love at the heart of this work." — Eve Joseph
"Hutchinson refuses to turn away from our present disaster, aware it has been with us for centuries. This world looks a lot like what exists outside our door, yet coloured with the imagination of a Wallace Stevens, and the urgency of a Jorie Graham. At one point Hutchinson admits that he likes 'the feeling of having no feelings,' only to implore a few pages later 'show me how to feel.' Live in this world and find a way forward." — Nick Flynn
"Hutchinson says his piece, but unsays it, too — ravelling and unravelling concerns with consciousness, poetics, politics, power, media, and aesthetics." — Prism International