… On September 15, tired as I was, I made my way to KGB for a poetry reading, and as soon as I got there, the atmosphere of the place began to resuscitate me. It was going to be, and … Continue reading

… On September 15, tired as I was, I made my way to KGB for a poetry reading, and as soon as I got there, the atmosphere of the place began to resuscitate me. It was going to be, and … 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
… I went to Mark Statman’s home in Brooklyn. He shares it with his wife, artist Katherine Koch. They have several dogs, and the dogs, I must say, remained a pretty calm audience throughout Mark’s reading although you might hear … Continue reading