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Nothing You build here, Belongs Here

"A voyage of lyric bliss"

Nothing You Build Here, Belongs Here is a portrait of a world tottering, laid low by COVID-19 in particular, but also by our political fragmentation, echoes of Yeats, Whitman, and Tennyson, but also experimental language are threaded throughout: "As if the heat is a thing/ you can hide from." Mother Earth personified speaks to us in CSS, HTML, and luxuriant elegiac language, urging shared humanity after the accusation: My Mountains Could Care Less About You."

"...leavened with humour and a sense of deeply felt empathy for her fellow human beings." review in Vallum Magazine of Nothing You Build Here, Belongs Here, by Jonathan Harrington.

"...a collection that explores the need to mark our presence in this life, even as we know that it is all impermanent and often fades." Read more about of Nothing You Build Here, Belongs Here, reviewed by Serena Agusto-Cox

$16.00

Paperback: 44 pages

Publisher: Kelsay Books (June 1, 2021)

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A collection that explores the need to mark our presence in this life, even as we know that it is all impermanent and often fades. [. . .] Marron gives readers a lot to think about in terms of the inevitability of death, our desire for connection and to be seen, and the absence of humanity.

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Much of this slim volume articulates the alienation and the intransigence of our postmodern world. But Marron does this not with nihilism but tenderness as in “Slovak Smelling Salts”: “…Felipe disappeared because I’ll never be able to describe what he smelled like.”

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