'The poems in Sometimes's collection deftly transcend both spatial scales and time scales. From one line to another we careen across the universe. We fast-forward from the first picosecond of stuff forming in the universe to a Christmas card, millennia later. Her depiction of time and dynamism is visceral - things froth and whizz and quiver in a temporospatial-grammatical practice. We become aware of the minutiae of a life, and of a language, against both vast and infinitesimal phenomena in the universe.
Sometimes has written the celestial subjectively - or is it the subjective celestially? - and smears the lines between the practices of cosmology, poetry, and astrophysics. After reading this collection, it seems to me like poetry is as valid a method of interrogating the universe as any other.' -- Andrea Rassell
