Siddique's poems were written over the space of one year, and using the lunar cycle as a central theme he explores love, hope, childhood, absence of a parent, nature, as well as bombings and shootings in London. He writes about each subject with the same honest, well-crafted verse that tells it like it is. Every word on the page counts, is carefully considered, weighed up and deliberated over before being allowed to stay. Some pieces are autobiographical, others looking out at the world and all its' goings on - from nature writ large to the way our police force deals with suspected terrorists. Yet they are all interconnected, as we are.
There is a humbleness here; and acceptance that some things we simply cannot change - they are bigger than us. Like the wind, the sea, or the people we choose to love: `We cannot tame the wind or the sea. Cannot/make them roll or blow our way. Taming ourselves/comes first, then we may laugh at them, scream at them.' - Facing You. Like nature's cycles, the book itself is a cycle, beginning with a beginning and ending with a poem entitled 'The Death of Death'. This acknowledges art's limits to completely heal us, and this is necessary. 'This is what I ask of each book, / it is why each writer fails. We can but try.'
Siddique looks inwards at his own happiness, suffering, confusion, complacency, but also out at what is going on in the world and links the two. His love for people is apparent, and his work is contemporary yet has a timeless quality to it.
The book is about us - humanity - at its best and worst. He is reaching out, he wants to connect us with what goes beyond the mundane, the ordinary, he wants us to question what is going on in our world today, and document some of its traumas. This documenting is vital.
An intelligent, brave, witty writer, Siddique presents each poem as a gift to us all and by asking questions answers some, and invites the reader to think of more. The book is one that will stay with you for some time, and one that you will want to return to again and again.