… 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

… 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
… There is perhaps no greater gift, nor a more enviable one, than to grow up speaking two languages. On Wednesday night, October 25, three generations of Boricuas got together to read their poetry, and to celebrate the publication of … Continue reading
… I never used to like The Death of the Hired Man very much. But I’ve changed my mind. This little bit of a play, a dialogue between Mary and Warren, wife and husband, about a hobo named Silas, a … Continue reading
… I heard Christine read Thirty Pounds in Three Months in May when I went uptown to Hudson Gardens for a reading of poets who had contributed to Transition: Poems in the Aftermath, which was their reactions in words about … Continue reading
… On Thursday evening I decided at the last minute to go see John Ashbery at the Public Library on 5th Avenue where the lions stand guard. There was a long line to get in, but once inside I made … Continue reading
… Zack Haber is a poet who lives in Oakland. Over the summer he has been making his way across the USA. He stops at places he loves like Chicago and New York. And sometimes he stops at places he … Continue reading
… I got on a Chinatown bus last March and went to Philly to see Marty Watt read some poems at PhilaMOCA, a great performance space in what used to be Kensington, if I remember correctly, a little northeast of … Continue reading
… On Sunday, May 7, I went uptown to Hudson Gardens to hear a reading by poets who had contributed to Transition: Poems in the Aftermath, poets’ reactions, writings and thoughts about the November 2016 election, from November 9th to … Continue reading
… A few Sundays ago I went uptown to Hudson Gardens, a beautiful part of Manhattan, a very intimate spot. There was a reading by poets who had contributed to Transition: Poems in the Aftermath, poets’ reactions to the November … Continue reading
… A few Sundays ago I went to Zinc Bar. I had never heard the three poets who were reading before—John Mulrooney, Laurie Price, and Sean Cole—and I wanted to hear something new. I enjoyed them all; they were worth … Continue reading
… It’s April. Everything is young and beautiful. But you’re not here. It might as well be winter. You’ve cast your shadow over everything. … From you have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April, dress’d in all … Continue reading
… Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend. Nativity, once in the main of light, … Continue reading