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A Review of NO MORE TIME by Greg Delanty
Have you heard of the scurfpea, quagga, aye-aye, or the northern gastric frog? Greg Delanty’s new book of poems, No More Time, is filled with such exotic creatures, and more familiar ones, too. In some cases, they are thriving. Many others are either extinct or endangered, facts weighted with an awareness of humans’ role in their plight.
A Glossary of Useful Terms from the COVID-19 Pandemic, Upstate New York
I hit “Buy It Now” over and over on Amazon. Big blue tubs of lightly salted cashews hit the front porch softly, pouched in plastic.
Book Release: Anne Graue
Congratulations to GMR contributor Anne Graue whose new poetry Full and Plum-Colored Velvet was published in late 2020 by Woodsley Press.
Seed
When I tell myself this story,/all the action takes place/under an empty sky.
Teen Breakup
our wet hair smelled of river haunt with clung decay of leaves
The Blueberry Cafe
Sadie and Max are playing in the backyard when Sadie has a thought. “We should start a restaurant,” she says.
What the Living Do: A Review of ONE ILLUMINATED LETTER OF BEING by Donald Platt
One Illuminated Letter of Being, Donald Platt’s new collection of thirty-two heart-wrenching poems, is oriented around the loss of his mother—itself a disorienting experience, for anyone—that anticipates her death, reconciles itself to it, and resumes living, in a new way.
Three Poems
Outside it’s North Dakota/And November feels like November, but on the moon.
March Pandemique
…but maybe I’m just a loser/who has read too much
Notes on the Cinema of Depreciation
I’m sorry I stabbed Vann Marsden in the eye. It’s terrible that his wife had to die in the aftermath. The fact that she was already ill and couldn’t take the strain doesn’t alter my sadness over her passing, but when a director takes all the movies you love and remakes them as stark, near silent catalogs of gestures, the critic has to respond.