Your mileage will vary with this book. It is equal parts exquisitely written and pretentious/purple. It is profound and perfunctory, enlightening and overreaching, understated and grandiose. As with all of these types of books - ecocritical/ethical/existential pseudo-memoirs - a lot of it can come across as quite wishy-washy, for lack of a better term. No real, actionable solution is put forward, merely an agenda or manifesto that draws inspiration from literary/political theory and alternative belief systems which requires a lot of skill to be able to convey without sounding like a highlight reel of platitudes linked tangentially by some stretches of logic and overrationalisation to make it fit into a neater narrative.

What is not debatable, however, is the authors skill at descriptive writing. Parts of this book stand up there as some of the most poetic pieces of prose I have read in a good few years.