Jerry David DeCicca'sTime the Teacher engages with the big, timeless subjects we expect to find in poetry—love, place and the ghosts of place, loss, memory—but it's also full of the delicious particulars of a particular life, from 'watermelon/ pink as a sunset' to a neon Pegasus sign. Textured with piano, horns, even some gospel choir, the songs relaxed and soulful; they pan wide in narrative mode but also come in for the lyric close-up. What strikes me most aboutTime the Teacheris how dialed in DeCicca is to pleasure, and how that pleasure translates to the listener. This album feels true. I believe, again and again, every word. —Maggie Smith, author ofGood Bones