Stillness to observe all phenomena in molecules of grief is After Urgency, Rusty Morrison’s beautiful testament to life after the death of one’s parents. Slow the spinning blades of a fan, the blink of eyes, awareness of steps and to hear sounds of even the smallest of insects as a deafening roar, the first and title poem starts with such a meditation. She questions the many modes of being that attempt to focus on the othernal, careful concentration escapes leaves a question, it is the delicate liminal space of light rainfall that finally creates a grounding effect neither ‘immersed nor protected,’ to stand there in a forgetting space, as one leaves an umbrella behind.
-Raj Chakrapani, The Lepsa Journal
Reading Rusty Morrison’s After Urgency is like experiencing the unsettling calm after a storm: the sky has turned a disarming shade of blue; the ocean, which took everything, looks deceptively innocent. Wasn’t me…, it says. And there you are, surveying the damage and picking up the pieces, realizing just how much has been lost. Maybe you find some artifact you’d forgotten existed, something that, after having looked at it so long, you stopped seeing altogether. Words, objects, and memories get lost in the margins between before and after.
-Lisa Katzb, The Critical Flame
One wants to say that a review of a book by Rusty Morrison should consist of three words, ‘Just read it.’ Those familiar with The Book of the Given or the true keeps calm abiding its story, know exactly what this means. Morrison’s ability to use imagery from the natural world in unique ways to summon emotions and her facility with form that encompass the entire book are difficult to match. In Morrison’s recent book After Urgency (Tupelo Press, 2012), these abilities are on full display. And for the reader unfamiliar with her work, it may also be Morrison’s most accessible.
-Michael Northen, Wordgathering