“There is restraint and beauty in these poems which always keep close touch with men and women. Neighbours speak in the quiet of their homes a few intimate lines which open whole life stories; pretty love poems, poems of travel and picture verses are gathered with ‘In khaki’ and ‘Casualties.’”—Booklist
“Mr Gibson for us has something of the power and the achievement of his fellow-Northumbrian, Bewick. Granted that he possesses not a tithe of Bewick’s nature-knowledge, he approaches him more nearly in his reading of human nature; and when he leaves this province for the dash and splendour of Turner or even the woodland reverie of Birket Foster, he drops for a shadow the substance which he had before.” E. B.
+ − Ath p549 O 22 ’20 540w + Booklist 17:105 D ’20
“The only definitely interesting section of Mr Gibson’s new book is the first, called ‘Neighbours,’ containing a series of grim rural monologues and dialogues. The other sections are filled with turgid sonnets and monotonous quatrains about the war.” Mark Van Doren
+ − Nation 112:87 Ja 19 ’21 160w
“Admiring Mr Gibson’s careful workmanship and truth to nature, we cannot escape the feeling that at least half the time he is to the real poet as the photographer, however fine, is to the artist.”
+ − N Y Evening Post p17 N 13 ’20 250w
Reviewed by K. L. Bates
+ N Y Times p22 Ja 2 ’21 1200w