Interesting to see how Ni Dhuibhne has changed over the years. This isn't a bad collection, I quite liked it, but you can tell it's an earlier one. There's something not quite as polished about it, but it fits well for the feminist aesthetic in my opinion. Some of the metaphors aren't as subtle as her later work, they're more brash, but in that it kind of captures the "In your face, raging feminist" vibe. In a good way, mind you.
Worth a read if you can find a copy. (RIP Attic Press)