"James Morehead's canvas opens itself to the poetry of everyday life, where stanzas are etched in sand, and poems end in sunset. Combining micro-narratives of Boston bullies cornering a young boy, with minute descriptions of time in quarantine, it draws us into moving tableaus of tenacious attention to what went down, what might come up, and where we might find ourselves. These are poems to be savored, re-read, kept handy for those times when only poetry will do."
‒ W. J. T. Mitchell, Senior Editor of Critical Inquiry and Gaylord Donnelley Distinguished Service Professor, English and Art History, University of Chicago
"Beauty breathes in these debut poems: from the elegant limano to strong silences. Poet, James Morehead is a world traveler who treats readers to excursions that harken back to his alluring title poem, canvas, and other portraits. These memoir poems sing in a universal language."
- Regina Harris Baiocchi, Author of Indigo Sound, Urban Haiku, and Blues Haiku
"James creates an enchanting melody of poetic sound for the reader page after page. He notices life's details with a tender yet precise eye, down to the 'streets glistening with midnight rain' and 'summer bursting outwards / fierce from its slumber.' Using this keen observation, James breaks past life's routines to uncover gems of beauty. To read canvas is to be transported to a world infused with meaning and memory."
‒ Morgan Liphart, Poet and Author of Barefoot and Running
