The Air in the Air Behind It - Brandon Rushton - Bog

'With an eye roving like a documentary camera, Brandon Rushton delivers a post-wonder diorama of the contemporary non-urban United States in which the vaunted American lawn is artificial; the food is full of chemicals; and "what haven't we / homogenized." The freedoms of childhood and adolescence are figured here as a kind of lost, damaged paradise before everyone erases themselves into their adult roles: the contractor, the customer, the detective, the pilot, the bank teller, the embezzler, the broker, the milkshake maker. Rushton's often interweaving lines serve as a formal objective correlative for our interwoven state in this world, which is composed of both the given and the made; the question of why on earth we have chosen what we have made is quietly fuming in every poem. "Honestly, the people / had hoped for more space / to feel spectacular." The news about that spectacular feeling isn't good, but knowing Rushton is out there watching, giving a damn, and writing his beautiful poems is reason for hope.'
-Donna Stonecipher