Moniza Alvi, as we know from Pakistan but brouhgt up in England in A Bowl of Warm Air has focused only upon herself and her struggle to find her true identity in each and every one of these poems. They are written in very confusing verses and do not let the reader come up with any conclusuins. When used in school contexts it is very hard to connotate. On the whole this anthology is "not" one of the best

As always, Moniza alvi is very keen in expressing her sense of otherness and unbelonging in most of her poems. The poems are nice and can easily be understood but when they are too many of them 'talking' about the same issue, you'll get tired of them.