Green River Road by Michael Levell

In these Green River Road poems, mind is taken on paths of wonderfully swift, and modulated, changes in thought and thing. Many unexpected ports of vision appear, and morph, and the poems grow and branch this way. To see the swiftness and substance, they need to be read closely. They discover a bright knowledge as they go. The stakes?: “The world will end like a poem/ that could have been our own.”

–Reed Bye