No More Poems About The Moon is poetry that asks ugly to step out from behind advertisement, for fear to stop dressing up as salvation, and love to keep doing what it does when it thinks no one is watching. From standing in line at the bank, to getting a haircut, to lying in the grass with your head in a lovers lap, Michael Roberts renders scenes of striking familiarity with an inventiveness that makes the mundane not only new, but ecstatic.