Sushant Thapa's poetry thrills on two powerful fronts: first, the translucent imageries in it engenders both shock and heal; it is our own as well as foreign; and it both instructs and derides. Second, his meta-poetic inquiry that vehemently scrutinizes the very motif of poetry and self-realization is philosophically thrilling. Simple in diction and aphoristic at times, the poems take apparently simple and neglected things as their vantage, and shoot the same to some philosophical poignancy. Some tell stories as a ballad does, and others argue, like a rhetorician. Apparently like an eccentric observer, the poet is very much into a serious self-inquiry, trying to conjure meanings of life and the world from fragmented revelations. These revelations are Zen-like; they come more from silent and subtle observations, like the emergence and brevity of a dew drop, rather than from a mugged-up volume of scriptures and treatises. The feeling self in him is not merely humanistic, it is also planetary feeling for all beings on earth! A decadently romantic enthusiast, Sushant is however a firm optimist! Even the sound of cricket, to him, rings like a sweet buzz of permanence." A fresh new voice, in which dogged souls of a decrepit time can find a respite!

- Mahesh Paudyal, Poet and Critic, Kathmandu, Nepal