I ran cross this poem today and it has stuck with me ever since. Written by a great former professor of mine.
Reviewed by Jeremy Reed
A review I wrote of a fantastic book of poems by Matt Rasmussen. It got a lot of attention last year and was up for a lot of awards, but if, a few months after the fact, you still haven’t gotten to this one: it’s worth the time you’ll spend re-reading it.
It’s been a long time since I’ve been on here, but I’ve been busy working. I’ve been writing lots, reading lots, finishing my master’s, and visiting the Midwest for the first time in a year. I return to Montana on Sunday after getting to join the family Christmas, and while the writing has momentarily abated since returning to Michigan, I feel more myself than I have in a while - I’m excited to return. I’m hoping good things are coming, and I’m going to be trying for them - I’ll keep you updated.
Exciting news is that I have a piece published, a personal essay you can find here, about my experience walking the Camino de Santiago in Spain with my friends from college the summer before last. For now, good luck out there on the walking, and hopefully I’ll be checking in here more often.
A great piece on a new-to-be-published work by Rukeyser (that sounds great) and on recovering lost/forgotten/maligned works!
Each language is a dictionary of faded metaphors.
I begin to long for some little language such as lovers use, broken words, inarticulate words, like the shuffling of feet on pavement.
I shall be a clinger to the outside of words all my life.
—Virginia Woolf, The Waves
For speech is self-expression and escapes itself.
When the Lights Shut Off: Kendrick Lamar and the Decline of the Black Blues Narrative by Rachel Kaadzi Ghansah
The best write-up of a hip-hop album I’ve read in a very long time.