If you are morally sensitive, aesthetically inclined, and look for poetry peppered with old metrical rhythm and an Edwardian air; then this edition might just be the ideal donum for you. It offers you the range of what B.J.Sadiq can do with a pen fidgeting in his fingers.

The range is startling; containing a set of cricket poems, both masterful and delightfully eccentric, capable of stirring an audience wherever the sport is played and immortalized. And it’s not just cricket; there’s something for everyone. For the dendrophile, who lingers about thickly shaded jungles, mourning their depletion. For political dissenters, who live in the hope of a God punishing the hubris of the governments that guide their lives. For the virtues of an honest lover; for animal lovers too, particularly the ones who have a heart that beats form the mongrel; brutally oppressed and sidling about our streets, thirsting for human acceptance. This collection is a corpus of meaningful poems, certainly far from a labour in vain; and most certainly canonical – an ode to some of the great poets of yore.