… Ken Angel Davis gave me a postcard he made out of a poem by Tom Savage on one side and a drawing by George Schneeman on the other. And I am sending it along to you. …
Monthly Archives: November 2022
A Reading at the Jefferson Market Library
Last Saturday, when I attended a poetry reading at the Jefferson Market Library, I recorded the whole thing. My friend, the teacher and poet, Scott Hightower, had curated it and did the introductions as well. The poets, Skye Jackson, author of A Faster Grave, […]
Anthony Cappo reads from When You’re Deep In A Thing
I asked Anthony Cappo if I could record him reading from his new book, When You’re Deep In A Thing. Anthony is a born storyteller whose stories crystalize into poems that are personal and universal because they draw you in wanting to know what […]
Estha Weiner reads from This Insubstantial Pageant
Estha Weiner and I were supposed to read together last summer in Brooklyn, but unfortunately I had to be out of the city. Last week, I was happy to hear Estha read at KGB from her new book, This Insubstantial Pageant. Like the title and […]
Elliot, Cole & Gordon at Unnameable
Lunar Chandelier Press put together a reading at Unnameable Books in early November. I brought my camcorder intent on recording the whole thing, which I did, and as you can see below. I’m afraid I was a little late in getting set up when […]
john compton reads from the castration of a minor god
Facebook is its own MFA program. When I wanted to be a poet back in the late 1960s, artists and writers gravitated to hip cities like New York, Chicago, San Francisco, and Philadelphia, to name just a few, but now with the Internet, poets […]
Maureen Owen reads from let the heart hold down the breakage Or the caregiver’s log
When I arrived in NYC in the fall of 1979, one of the first things I did was to go to Saint Mark’s Church and join a poetry workshop at the Poetry Project. After all, poetry was why I’d come. I am not a taker […]
Photos by Tyler Mitchell
Tyler Mitchell needs me like he needs another hole in the head, but when I heard him speak in an interview on television, I was taken by his youth and the power of his work, a power which comes from the love he has […]
The Wild Swans at Coole by William Butler Yeats
… The trees are in their autumn beauty, The woodland paths are dry, Under the October twilight the water Mirrors a still sky; Upon the brimming water among the stones Are nine-and-fifty swans. The nineteenth autumn has come upon me Since I first made my […]
