This potent chapbook is a much-needed blend of multidimensional description and resonant song. Featuring vivid poems and multi-media collages, Elias embarks on the ricocheting journey between geographic locale and the body, between city and soul, between memory and myth. This collection finds urgent ways to dually involve despair and vitality, doing so by inviting the reader into the core of its speakers’, characters’, and settings’ vulnerabilities, all while inducing the moments of earned redemption toward which the human heart pulls. –Marcus Jackson, author of Pardon My Heart
“When a poet strikes a match / it burns starlight,” Elias writes, and Glass City Blues is all burning starlight. It’s shotguns pointed skyward, blues spilling from a bar, dyed-purple hair, the certainty of new love, a winter of desperation. An homage to both home and places wandered, Elias’ poems are written with the clarity only grief can foster: “play a tune that will bury the dead,” though the poems know such music is impossible. He writes, “I’ve come for the ashes. / I’ve come to bury / snapdragon / seeds.” But these poems are a reminder that what is lost lives with us, is preserved by our living, our listening, our looking back.
–Ruth Awad, author of Set to Music a Wildfire
Glass City Blues is nothing short of an evolution. A cross between the late Richard Hugo and the great L.A. poet John Harris, Elias knows what he’s made of. In his search for the bones of distant fathers under rocks in the Toledo fog, he has created a near perfect book, with an awful lot of heart.
–John Dorsey, author of Letting the Meat Rest
Glass City Blues includes poems that are honest, and correlate to the blues, exploring a wide range of emotions with every word. More than a poetry book, the book is an experience…
–Courtney Probert, Toledo City Paper