I began the novel late one gray-skyed evening, under one of those warm spring rains that make everything a little greener, a little more earthy. Not unlike the first night the guests spend in the Hill House.
15. Bluets becomes a space for desire (thwarted), for mystery, for obscurity and unattainability. To explore the space where these intersect in Nelson is the project of the book.
No one writes poems like [Harryette] Mullen. And if Mullen’s poems teach us anything about the larger context of making poems, the lesson might be that no one should write poems like her.
The way LTGWS lovingly caressed every carnal description of Manhattan’s byways and alleys, tenement flats, assisted-living towers, and half-way houses was a revelation in today’s post-Minimalist world.
I was only starting to let myself feel what I had lost 14 years earlier, when I had reluctantly placed our third child – the only one I managed to deliver – with an adoptive family. Like Lori Carson, I was love-haunted. Unlike Carson, I had no words.
The poet does what poets do: reactivates words, makes odd associations, connects things that do not ordinarily belong together in order to create deeper meaning.
Michael Chabon's career is often the work of a writer hell-bent on destroying the line between "literary" and "genre," and his most famous work is an epic adventure novel about comic-book creators.
Laura Jensen’s Memory begins with the eponymous poem about a falconer, whose falcon flies after its prey and doesn’t return until evening, surprising its master when it lands in the…