February 7, 2017
Notes on BANANA PALACE or Fourteen Ways of Looking at Dana Levin
1. Toward the end of Dana Levin’s remarkable book of poems Banana Palace, a poem entitled “At the End of My Hours” closes its first section like this: . . . […]
September 1, 2016
Placement Test
A few days ago, at breakfast with friends, someone brought up the name of an Ypsilanti coffee shop I hadn’t thought about in a while. Oh, I thought, I wrote […]
January 26, 2012
Mix Tape: Cursed Poets
What does it mean to “be a poet”? Philip Larkin “didn’t give readings or lectures, was never a poet-in-residence at a university, never taught, rarely gave interviews, generally stayed away […]