… After my father died, I read Cold River by Joan Larkin, a book about dying, parents and friends with AIDS. I remembered looking up at the stars sleeping in a sleeping bag with my father. I remembered visiting the … Continue reading

… After my father died, I read Cold River by Joan Larkin, a book about dying, parents and friends with AIDS. I remembered looking up at the stars sleeping in a sleeping bag with my father. I remembered visiting the … Continue reading
… As a kid, when I read books, I skipped around a lot. I’d page through encyclopedias, fairy tales, Bible stories, and choose what caught my eye. I still read books of poetry that way, but with prose I mostly … Continue reading
… I was talking to Joanne Wang the other day and mentioned how much I enjoyed seeing her show last year in October. “That was in August,” she informed me. I wondered about my memory, but I don’t think of … Continue reading
… I heard in September that Robert Hershon and Joan Larkin were going to be reading at Haverford College in November and I immediately knew that I would come down and see them read together. It’s easy enough to get … Continue reading
… I got Mark Statman’s translation of Never Made In America a year ago just as my life became so full of commitments (I began to take care of my ailing old father) that I had no time to sit … Continue reading
… Perhaps some of these paintings are not of the autumn, but the end of summer or the beginning of winter—yet each suggests by its colors the metamorphic season, here arranged chronologically from 1915 – 1965. Enjoy. … … … … Continue reading
… I really wanted to record Bob Holman reading his new chapbook, The Cutouts, at the Bowery Poetry Club on October the 29th because my plan to archive contemporary poets would never be complete without him—and I love chapbooks!—but suddenly … Continue reading
… Landscapes on a Train is a beautiful book to hold and look at. Nightboat Books, I think, did a wonderful job publishing it. And the book is full of remarkable poems that make opening it worthwhile. I typed out … Continue reading
… On October 13, 2017, Jeff Wright and Mark Statman read some poetry at the Lazy Susan Gallery on East Broadway, a little out of the way perhaps, but there was another art gallery right beside it having an opening … Continue reading
… When I went to Brooklyn to see Peter Bushyeager read at Unnameable Books, I had to take two trains to get there, plus a long walk along Vanderbilt Avenue, but the bookstore is worth getting to, a really wonderful … Continue reading