Friday, July 24, 2009

From Hobart

Just So You Know

Thursday, July 23, 2009

The Little Things

Straight on the heels of Adam Clay's In a World of Ideas, I Feel No Particular Loyalty,
Cinematheque Press has made available for order Ada Limón's What Sucks Us In
Will Surely Swallow Us Whole.

She tells you all about it over here, at her blog. I've ordered mine, and think you
should do that same.

Speaking of little books, Big Game Books will send you a fantastic small book if you write
Maureen a little note. Her news is at the site. The poem is quite beautiful.


New Knox

Here it is, straight from Octopus Magazine.

Jennifer L. Knox has a new book coming from Bloof not nearly soon enough for me,
The Mystery of the Hidden Driveway.


And Johnny-O: Good luck in prison!

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

What Doesn't She Do?

The ever-moving/shaking Amy Guth shows some skin at Chicago Subtext:

When I miss the midwest, she's definitely on the list of reasons why. If you're not reading Chicago Subtext, please start. It's chalk full of interesting/useful/entertaining/very smart stuff.

Sunday, July 19, 2009

This just In

Sunday Prayer

It's been a routine of interrupted routine, and that'd be all right if I was getting to everything. For example, I've cut down on coffee, but in the excitement from a craigslist search, I forgot yesterday to drink it entirely--and fumes from Liquid Wrench don't substitute. Little things like this keep moving aside other little things that happen to be a little more parts of the normal day.

One thing I've been resolved to do is read some poems daily--which is the easiest way to make sure some writing gets done almost every day. I have a tiny stack of books on the desk, and would like to share one with you. Thank Russ, the Kraków Migrant. I miss workshopping poems with him.

from Robert Hass

For Czesław Miłosz in Kraków

The fog has hovered off the coast for weeks
And given us a march of brilliant days
You wouldn't recognize--who have grumbled
So eloquently about gray days on Grizzly Peak--
Unless they put you in mind of puppet pegeants
Your poems remember from Lithuanian market towns
Just after the First World War. Here's more theater:
A mule-tail doe gave birth to a pair of fawns
A couple of weeks ago just outside your study
In the bed of oxalis by the redwood trees.
Having dropped by that evening, I saw,
Though at first I couldn't tell what I was seeing,
A fawn, wet and shivering, curled almost
In a ball under the thicket of hazel and toyon.
I've read somewhere that does hide the young
As best they can and then go off to browse
And recruit themselves. They can't graze the juices
In the leaves if they stay to protect the newborns.
It's the glitch in engineering through which chance
And terror enter on the world. I looked closer
At the fawn. It was utterly still and trembling,
Eyes closed, possibly asleep. I leaned to smell it:
There was hardly a scent. She had licked all traces
Of the rank birth-smell away. Do you remember
This fragment from Anacreon?--the context,
Of course, was probably erotic: "...her gently,
Like an unweaned fawn left alone in a forest
By it's antlered mother, frail, trembling with fright."
It's a verse--you will like this detail--found
In the papyrus that wrapped a female mummy
A museum in Cairo was examining in 1956.
I remember the time that a woman in Portland
Asked if you were a reader of Flannery O'Connor.
You winced regretfully, shook your head,
And said, "You know, I don't agree with the novel."
I think you haven't agreed, in this same sense,
With life, never accepted the cruelty in the frame
Of things, brooding on your century, and God the Monster,
And the smell of summer grasses in the world
That can hardly be named or remembered
Past the moment of our wading through them,
And the world's poor salvation in the world. Well,
Dear friend, you resisted. You were not mute.
Mark tells me he has seen the fawns grazing
with their mother in the dusk. Gorging on your roses--
So it seems they made it through the night
And neither dog nor car has got to them just yet.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

From Poland with Love

If you happen to be interested in a Texas gentleman's immersions in Poland, you should be reading Russ Evatt's Krakow Migrant, a blog chalk full of fascinating cultural lessons, interesting language tidbits, humility, and general warmth and kind-heartedness, as is his way.

Perhaps he'll soon begin to Tweet from Adam Zagajewski's front lawn.

Monday, July 6, 2009

If You're in NYC (From Ada)

Hi all,

Again, this is a bit last minute, so please don't feel obligated, but I am reading (she calls it a LIVE poetry I will try and remain so) with my dear Jason Schneiderman on Wednesday night at a gallery reception on the Upper West Side and would love to see you!



P.S. Future reading save-the-date: Reading in Bryant Park on August 18.

Heading Home: A Summer Group Show

Home is a place we yearn for, return to and sometimes run from

July 8 – September 13, 2009

Opening Reception in the Gallery, Wednesday, July 8, 6-8 pm

Featuring a live poetry reading by award-winning poets

Susan Eley Fine Art • 46 West 90th Street, Fl 2 • 917-952-7641 •

Ada Limón and Jason Schneiderman

“Make two homes for thyself... One actual home... and another spiritual home, which thou art to carry with thee always” ~ St. Catherine of Siena

Images of houses—rural and urban, plush and decrepit, imagined and real— explore individual interpretations of home.

This group exhibition of some two dozen works includes exteriors of houses and symbols of the home in the form of images incorporating family members, furniture, household objects, plants and intimate still life compositions. Artists include painters Angela A’Court, James Isherwood, Karen Jenkins, Kim Luttrell, Anne Pundyk, Barbara Strasen and Shira Toren; and photographers Robert Hite, Dick Lopez, Carolyn Monastra and Maria Passarotti.

The artists surprise us with their eclectic views and unexpected use of scale, compelling us to rethink our notion of home as not only a place of comfort and solace to which we retreat each day, but also home in the classic fairytale sense, where there may be an evil stepmother or a witch lurking behind the scenes, instilling uncertainty, loneliness and even a fear of death.

Highlights include Pundyk’s “Grand Trianon” a watery landscape with two elegant Versailles style chairs, reflecting the opulence of the French palace, Isherwood’s colorful, fragmented structures built from layers of paint, collaged and textured; and Jenkins’ romantic Hopper-esque interiors, glimpsed through portals and windows.

Among the photographs are Lopez’s Brooklyn townhouse façade with French doors, hidden behind menacing security gates, and Monastra’s “Twilight,” featuring a seemingly overgrown figure crouched in an upper window of a warmly lit, diminutive country home.

“Heading Home” has a particular relevance at the moment as the nation faces an economic downturn. People are finding themselves at home not by choice, but by circumstance, as unemployment rates rise. Home is also a place of ruin for some as they face foreclosure and are forced to move. Yet, home in the home sweet home sense will always be a beloved person or a space where we feel most at ease and can be our freest and most creative selves.


Ada Limón is from Sonoma, CA., and has an MFA from the Creative Writing Program at NYU. She has received fellowships from the Provincetown Fine Arts Work Center and the New York Foundation for the Arts and won the Chicago Literary Award for Poetry. Her first book, lucky wreck, was the winner of the 2005 Autumn House Poetry Prize. Her second book, this big fake world, was the winner of the 2005 Pearl Poetry Prize. She is the Creative Director of Travel + Leisure Magazine and teaches a Master Class in Poetry at Columbia University. Her third book of poems, Sharks in the Rivers, will be published by Milkweed Editions in 2010.

Jason Schneiderman is the author of Sublimation Point, a Stahlecker Selection from Four Way Books. His poems and essays have appeared in numerous anthologies and journals including Best American Poetry, Tin House, American Poetry Review, Poetry London, and The Penguin Book of the Sonnet. He has received fellowships from The Bread Loaf Writers’ Conference, Yaddo, and the Fine Arts Work Center. The recipient of the Emily Dickinson Award from the Poetry Society of America, he is currently completing his doctorate in English at the Graduate Center, CUNY.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

From Hobart

Thought there's a dollar store across the street, they don't have San Diego on the featherproof/Dollar Store Super Summer Tour. Still, take a second to read a message from the Burch:

Happy July, all!

We've got a lot to announce this month, but will try to be as brief
as possible. And with that, and with it being summertime and all,
here's just a little somethin' to break the monotony...


The July HOBART is live now, with new stories from Damian Dressick,
Baird Harper, Stephen Graham Jones, and Jessica Piazza, and an
interview with Larry Fondation by Brian Allen Carr.


HOBART #10 is done and will be shipped to subscribers and preorders
by the middle of the month, as soon as we return from The Dollar
Store Summer Tour of Awesomeness.

Everyone who hasn't already, please order the issue or a
subscription now, so we have a couple extra dollars to be able to
tour with!


Starting this Friday, I will be a part of the featherproof/Dollar
Store Super Summer Tour. Lots more info on the site, but if you live
anywhere near one of these towns, come check us out!

Nashville - Friday, July 3rd
Austin - Sunday, July 5th
Houston - Monday, July 6th
New Orleans - Tuesday, July 7th
Atlanta - Thursday, July 9th
Baltimore - Saturday, July 11th
New York - Sunday, July 12th
Philadelphia - Monday, July 13th
Boston - Tuesday, July 14th
Albany - Wednesday, July 15th
Ann Arbor - Thursday, July 16th

Also, for those on the west coast, I will be coming out that way
with Mary Miller later this summer (more details on this to come):

Seattle - Wednesday, August 5th
Portland - Thursday, August 6th
San Francisco - Saturday, August 8th
Los Angeles - Monday, August 10th

Finally, a quick announcement about some editorial changes around
here with team Hobart. Unfortunately, this month's Hobart will be
Matt Bell's last as part of the web editing team. He has been
announced as the editor of Dzanc's new online literary journal
venture, The Collagist (, and we will
obviously miss him but are excited to see what happens at his new
digs. And, with his exit, we bring a new awesome person aboard:
Andrea Kneeland! So, everyone wish Matt the best and be nice to

Lots and lots of summertime thanks, all.

PO BOX 1658
Ann Arbor, MI 48106

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