"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/as
the 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 Moon''s poetry."
-Judith Arcana
"Emily Moon''s 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, it''s just you & me, miss moon is in a revelatory league of its own."
-Hannah Beresford, Poetry Editor at No Tokens
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