Gallaher’s other poetry collections are: Your Father on the Train of Ghosts (With G.C. Waldrep)(BOA Editions, 2011); Map of the Folded World (University of Akron Press, 2009); The Little Book of Guesses (Four Way Books, 2007); and Gentlemen in Turbans, Ladies in Cauls (Spuyten Duyvil, 2001)
In A Landscape is a long prose poem that encourages a conversation with the reader; Gallaher in this conversation doesn’t scold or lecture but asks questions and these questions make the reader ponder the mundane as well as the large things in life.
(I swear I can hear music, sometimes quite loud, orchestral/ and oscillating); and soon he can hear the same music in other places such as the shower. He is back on the airplane and has fond memories of his father who was a pilot; and then in the last one line stanza he contemplates the music, and the memories it has bought and he has only one question: What’s not to love above this world then?
Gallaher experiences happiness twice– the actual experience he writes about in the below verses; and the actual writing of the same verses.
Perhaps the reason the man never experienced complete happiness is because he was looking for the magnificent when he should have been looking for the mundane.
In the last poem “LXXI” Gallaher tells the readers that we have more things in common than differences: we all have to live with one another, regardless if we are small or big; we are all on this search; we all have our own landscape; we all desire an “inner calmness”; we all want to matter; and we all are on our own journey of the individual landscape that begins with life and ends with death.