Reviewed by Freesia McKee What strikes me most about How Blood Works by Ellene Glenn Moore is how each poem functions as ekphrasis. The
for Emma They are nocturnal, you know. My four-year-old niece told me so— and she’s got the 411 on the rainbow. I search the
Even your gallop cannot drown out the earliest wars or gunpowder parades tearing past the tympanum. There is no in-one-and-out-the-other, you’ve heard every good
of the palm of my hand a watershed empties into one river that breaks into two head and heart a portage can take years