Friday, April 18, 2014

Review of Gatza's Apollo at Cleaver Magazine

Check out Cleaver Magazine where I review Geoffrey Gatza's Apollo.


"In Apollo . . . poetry is seen through the lens of dance, dance is understood as painting, painting becomes music, music is myth, myth is chess, chess = ballet, and ballet, war—and on and on. It’s not necessarily baroque in the way we often think of in poetry, which usually has something to do with style, a certain self-awareness of poetry as poetry."

Friday, April 11, 2014

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Review of Some Kind of Shelter

I review Sara Tracey's debut collection, Some Kind of Shelter over at Split Lip Magazine.

Ultimately Some Kind of Shelter begins with a map—“Give me a map . . . [and] follow me across this / cartographer’s sketch” (“This Paper Landscape”)—and ends with a map—“you study / my palm to find the way home” (“Chickfire”). These poems about work, love and Ohio are always searching for the path back, for the map inscribed in the palm of a hand.

Thursday, March 6, 2014

Online Poetry Workshop

This August I will be offering a workshop on occasional poetry called Writing the Moment at Rooster Moans Poetry Coop. I would love to see you there.

Have you ever thought, “This is one of the most important moments in my life” and lamented that you could find no way to leave a record of it or to share the feeling with those you were experiencing the moment with? Have you ever wished you could write an engaging poem to celebrate an important life event or occasion: the end of summer, a sudden break-up, a graduation, a death? 

Sunday, February 23, 2014

Nonfiction at Another Chicago Magazine

Buy a copy of the new Another Chicago Magazine and read my new piece about MMA.

For those of you going to AWP, pick up a copy at their table!

Excerpt from "A Body Suddenly"

"One day, when the fighting is done, all that will be left are the hands, the feet, the bones in negative relief in a box by the boiler"

Thursday, January 30, 2014

Review of X Marks the Dress

New Review of Kristina Marie Darling and Carol Guess's X Marks the Dress: A Registry at PANK.

For example, in one of my favorite poems, “Unworn Garter,” Darling and Guess present us with a bride who would like to be different, so she wears blue rather than white, carries dead leaves instead of flowers and serves beets instead of cake, but ultimately she pays for her originality: “She decided on a tattoo that looked exactly like a satin garter. When the time came he knelt and she lifted. He scraped at her thigh while she gritted her teeth.”