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April 24, 2017

Positive Negation: Saying No in Poetry

By Dora Malech

The old creative writing class imperative to “write what you know” may have its place, but lately I’ve been thinking of the power of poetry not to “know,” but to […]

February 24, 2017

The Game

By Keith S. Wilson

“He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster…when you gaze long into the abyss the abyss also gazes into you.” – […]

January 14, 2017

Innovation in Conversation: Part II

By Dora Malech

In my last post, I segued from thinking about Terrance Hayes’s formal innovation to thinking about other poets’ formal innovations (and the possible conversations or influences therein), spending time with Randall Mann’s “Straight […]

September 19, 2016

Falling Asleep While Reading

By Aaron Gilbreath

The greatest enemy of print publishing might not be digital media or the widespread expectation that reading material be free. It might be the human body. A lot of people […]

July 1, 2016

First Person Plural: Part V (Genealogy)

By Dora Malech

Over the course of multiple posts, I’ve focused on poems that explore the first person plural – “we.” Most recently, I looked at Camille Rankine’s poem “Genealogy,” a poem that, though […]

June 20, 2016

Summer in Vermont

By Brian Michael Murphy

Saw a red and white hot air balloon floating over Winooski on my run by the river this morning. Crossed the footbridge and greeted a woman with one of those […]

March 24, 2016

Any Last Words

By Dora Malech

Over at Edutopia, ninth grade English teacher Brett Vogelsinger recently made the case for beginning each class with a poem, citing and expanding upon brevity, intensity, connection, and inspiration as […]

September 30, 2015

One Book at a Time

By Brian Michael Murphy

I’m not sure what felt better, successfully defending my dissertation, or returning 120 books to the library and being able to see the floor of my office again. My bookcases […]