deeply impressed with the natural skill that Gitanjali seemed to possess and the acuity with which she was able to recognise her all-too-tragic situation and face an impending death with bravery, acceptance, sadness, and much more. her language and form is fairly simple and the work is all the more moving for it. I do hate to make such a criticism though, especially considering the obvious, but there's a very very limited scope on theme, it's understandable, but the majority of these poems end up feeling more or less the same. as a collection it just seems to fall short of the actual poems themselves, consequently. blessing to find this for £2 on a busy shelf.