Jefferson N. Ambansom's Curling Eddies encase daring thoughts, carefully crafted. Aquiline sweeps of cosmic concerns finely settle in topicality and style that refuse to fixate on the mundane. The work ill-conceals an over-dripping heart of man-kindness in pleas for wretches, ethereal nostalgia for goodness remembered, craving Divine mercy, and heart plight. Yet subdued sarcasm scathes fancy and foibles of thoughts and action. Overall, the works maturity, its gracious care for le mot juste, its reserved verve, bespeak more than long practice and promises of a big mark in the world of poetry before long.
(Patrick Tata - Critic)