The death on May 7, 2009 of American-Canadian poet Robin Blaser sent me to my office shelf where I keep books waiting to be read. For three years Blaser's collected [...]
Curfew Before dawn The carnage started, My city fainted. Heavy machines sneaked in And seized the roads, The stones howled, And The houses, The beds, The windows, The tables, Shivered-shivered, [...]
David Michael Wolach The Evergreen State College We are struggling with language. We are engaged in a struggle with language. --Wittgenstein, Culture and Value, 11e Why repeat ourselves? Why, I [...]
Omar Pérez grew up in Havana, the city where he was born in 1964, and earned a degree in English Language and Literature from the University of Havana in 1987. [...]
“One had the company …” … he used to say. And now Robert Creeley’s gone. And thus the company has shrunk, strangely enough or not so strangely, much more than [...]
Dmitri Golynko recorded a a Close Reading interview and conversation during a visit to the University of Pennsylvania's Kelly Writers House is November 2009. Both programs are available at Golynko's [...]
‘Où vont les chiens ? ’, ‘Where do the dogs go?’,1 this question is posed by Baudelaire in the last ‘prose’ poem (in Spleen de Paris) in order to evoke a kind of [...]
[on Alexei Parshchikov] He was walking uphill, and it was as if he was tightening the strings with himself and nut drawings were taking form. -- A. Parshchikov, DACHA ELEGY [...]
A poem is a peculiar instance of language's uses, and goes well beyond the [person] writing--finally to the anonymity of any song. Robert Creeley (1989, 483) Anonymity was a great [...]