It's Just You & Me Miss Moon

In the first poem of this collection Emily Moon shows us Weldon Kees at his typewriter making art for a future that looks/as empty and bleak/asthe present-thereby flashing Kees out of the mid-twentieth century into our time. Here are the haze of cigarette smoke the taste of whiskey jazz on the soundtrack walk-ons by Pope Francis and Frida Kahlo and locations chosen or invented by Moon the poet-director. Here is her version of Kees shadow/symbol the character Robinson presented as an obsession. These poems about Kees offer mysteries deeply appropriate for a man whose life story includes his sudden disappearance in 1955-a mystery still serving here as a touchstone for Moons poetry.-Judith ArcanaEmily Moons debut explores a groundbreaking potential for mystery. Lines like Sounds of the harbor clanked around us. / Salt breeze carried a tang of diesel / and sewage. / A clock chimed some ways off. / He checked his watch. Cinderella hour bring this poetical film noir to life. For the reader interested in both story and lyricism its just you & me miss moon is in a revelatory league of its own.-Hannah Beresford Poetry Editor at No Tokens