Let’s be honest. The trouble with reviewing books of poetry is that I can take a few lines like “Heat like a sacred / plaza rocks us,” (the first few lines of a Marcus McCann poem) and either argue it’s an awkward image with no emotional resonance (a plaza is not sacred) or brilliantly postmodern, jarring us into an awareness of misleading modern perspectives.

–Courtesy of Alex Boyd at the Northern Poetry Review

“Sexually, technically, and technologically charged, Marcus McCann’s poetry is invigorating and accessible to anyone with an imagination, no matter how buried it might be under normative behaviors.”

Ashly Dyck reviews Soft Where at The Leveller (page 18 of the PDF)