Poetry before the Fall by Ed Simon
Spare a thought of pity for the person who has looked at the warmth of the sun and not seen him smiling, espied the mysteriousness of the moon without acknowledging her meditative melancholy, or been upon a raging ocean and not empathized with its mad fury.
Read MoreGeoffrey Hilsabeck: The Tragicomedy of Try Never
A student who later dropped my poetry class wrote to me at the beginning of spring semester: “I want to understand everything I’m familiar with and unfamiliar with. I believe a deeper understanding of poetry is where I should start.”
Read MoreByronic Women
The title of Miranda Seymour’s vastly enjoyable new book is misleading. It suggests that Byron’s wife and daughter tumbled about in the slipstream of a volcanic genius.
Read MoreRussell Bennetts and Legacy Russell, Glitch Feminism
Glitch Feminism is about modes of experimentation beginning online before entering the world. The house of gender needs to be dismantled...
Read MoreIt is a Melancholy Conversation that hath no sound…
It is said, That Silence a great virtue: It is true, in a Sick person’s chamber, that loves no noise; or at the dead time of night; or at lunchtimes that natural rest
Read MoreThe Literature of Cold by Eric D. Lehman
Many years ago, influenced and inspired by several years of reading Arctic and Antarctic literature, I took a January hike in the northern mountains.
Read MoreThe Countess of Pembroke’s Arcadia by Virginia Woolf
If it is true that there are books written to escape from the present moment, and its meanness and its sordidity...
Read More2 Cups Tea
Poet Joanne Kyger died last year on March 22 at the age of 82, leaving behind a long list of published and unpublished books...
Read MoreMilk and Money
In October 2016 The Bookseller reported the highest-ever annual sales of poetry books, ‘both in volume and value’.
Read MoreGerardo Muñoz on Wilson Bueno
That the philosopher or the novelist has rarely withstood the moment of shipwreck in the unfolding of metaphoricity as basic substratum for existence...
Read MoreThe tea should be strong. For a pot holding a quart, if you are going to fill it nearly to the brim, six heaped teaspoons would be about right...
Read MoreThe thing about new blooms is that they tend to bleed— / Those petals birthed / hugging close / that come warmer weather are tricked into jumping away...
Read MoreI spent a good part of my childhood at home staring outside my bedroom window, following the trail of planes approaching the nearby Paris airport in the sky from my banlieue. I envied the passengers...
Read MoreThe tea should be strong. For a pot holding a quart, if you are going to fill it nearly to the brim, six heaped teaspoons would be about right...
Read MoreThe thing about new blooms is that they tend to bleed— / Those petals birthed / hugging close / that come warmer weather are tricked into jumping away...
Read MoreI spent a good part of my childhood at home staring outside my bedroom window, following the trail of planes approaching the nearby Paris airport in the sky from my banlieue. I envied the passengers...
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