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[In a Familiar City]

Ashbery’s translation is the best we have in English so far.

[Blue Note]

The poetry lesson is that poetry is a practice.

[Known Quantity]

These types of genres are a narratologist's dream, because one can spend an inordinate amount of time (even in a 190 page book like this one) teasing out the tiniest components of this unfamiliar world.

Many young poets can not accept that telling a story, or relating some sort of narrative arc is conducive to the highest aims of poetry.


All acts of observation are partial and reveal as much about the observer as the observed.

Alfred Corn’s play gives us an inner portrait of Robert Lowell that is not found in either the biography or the poetry itself.


Formality, in this case, allows Sleigh to achieve a reflexivity and self-awareness without the cloying injections that deliberately remind the reader of the existence of the poet.

Ben Pease interviews Paige Taggart on the Scattered Rhymes podcast.

[In His Tree]

The two loves of Kalamaras’s life: Surrealism and Hindu mysticism (with a touch of rhetorical theory!).

The climax of the novel is so mawkish that its downright dismissal of the fraught implications of his “achievement” are extremely troubling.