Loosely woven, this history of the Rom people is also a travelogue, following the passage of identity, back up the road of exile to the ancestral village, one of many, where the author's vanished family is remembered as they were when, most un-gypsylike, they were at home. "Cecelia Woloch reinvents herself as a gypsy fire of language, a 'single word' set flaming as a daring, dancing lyric conflagration in the reader's hand" —Carol Muske-Dukes.