May 2013
14 posts
The Late Parade by Adam Fitzgerald →
3 tags
1 tag
4 tags
Poetry Forum: Adam Fitzgerald | The New School |... →
April 2013
5 posts
6 tags
ESSAY by Bernadette Mayer
I guess it’s too late to live on the farm I guess it’s too late to move to a farm I guess it’s too late to start farming I guess it’s too late to begin farming I guess we’ll never have a farm I guess we’re too old to do farming I guess we couldn’t afford to buy a farm anyway I guess we’re not suited to being farmers I guess we’ll never have a farm now I guess farming is not in the cards now I...
8 tags
March 2013
9 posts
1 tag
Publishers Weekly Poetry Reviews: PW Poetry... →
pwpoetry:
This month’s reviews!
Red Doc> by Anne Carson (Knopf)
The Rose of January by Geoffrey Nutter (Wave)
The Late Parade by Adam Fitzgerald (Liveright)
Light and Heavy Things by Zeeshan Sahil (BOA)
The Exchange by Sophie Cabot Black (Graywolf)
Refuge by Adrie Kusserow (BOA)
2 tags
W. W. Norton: Soviet Pastoral →
wwnorton:
The big dumb tanks have all rolled away, going over ravines and gangly voices of remarkable underbrush that’ve told you to postpone the art of the quattrocento. I’m afraid what bears fruit remains silent, is ignorant in these matters: elderberries from Kiev, another sick uncle bowlegged in…
6 tags
February 2013
16 posts
W. W. Norton: As Ourselves →
wwnorton:
From here and there, I can take Ownership once more over a simple run-on Sentence. Notice the farmer peons And their ruby-tonsil’d hymns, like the one About the boy who drowned And went on living his festive life without Even one soul knowing better.
Gradually, the rest of us,…
13 tags
5 tags
11 tags
MARY JO BANG in conversation [Brooklyn Rail]
Rail: I can remember a teacher in college saying quite bluntly one day, re: Dante’s persona:“Pretty cold son of a bitch.” Obviously that exaggerates the point, but still, here he was, a partisan in wars who placed people he knew in his own lifetime, among others, in eternal damnation, calling them out for their indecencies, making them forever famous by cataloguing their flaws. I wanted to know...
“Well, New York is a great poem itself, the grand self-service salad bar of...”
– Adam Fitzgerald, from an interview in OmniVerse (via wwnorton)
January 2013
16 posts
1 tag
