If you're not part of the solution, then you're part of the precipitate

Any time one deals with a book which has been translated, you’re opening up a whole new can of worms above and beyond the quality of the book itself. I noted this with some hesitancy when I reviewed Orhan Pamuk’s Snow—or, more accurately, a translation of Orhan Pamuk’s Snow. Biblical translation is even tougher: the [...]

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§4666 · November 19, 2009 · 3 comments · Tags: , , , , , , ,


Here is the answer to what is perhaps a burning question: what happens when poets write biographies? Stanley Plumly is the poet laureate of the state of Maryland, a professor at the University of Maryland, and an accomplished (read: published) poet; I am otherwise unfamiliar with the man’s poetry, but I take it upon quick [...]

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§4636 · November 11, 2009 · (No comments) · Tags: , , , ,


1 hundred hiccups is a book of poetry by a semi-local poet of my (very general) acquaintance. Actually, my (signed) copy is disturbingly well-worn. I bought it back in 2002 when Mike Kadela and his publisher showed up at a reception for a literary magazine (I was only a high school senior at the time); [...]

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§3745 · April 8, 2009 · 1 comment · Tags: , , , ,


the bleeding beat, it sows so sweet a misery that only jumps its sombre pace when landing at her feet. But Oh! What Dreadful Havoc /Her countenance Hath She Wrought /a cannonball Upon the Ramparts /to armor plates Of My Heart /and mortar walls and in her lacking? lonely notes. from pianos black with minor [...]

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§1935 · December 10, 2007 · 1 comment · Tags:


a five-legged creature, violently still upon a binding chord of minor keys, befitting major locks, has with its muted exhortations cloven wax from wick and rue from blight and sea from salt. a leaf of flesh, its tangled skein scrying spring while lined with rime, a piquant son of deciduity —sunward turned and hot of [...]

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§1928 · November 19, 2007 · (No comments) · Tags: ,


depending on the state of reference, the duck-billed platypus is either— the last evidence of God’s great sense of humour – or – an ikon of general Antipodal alienness – or – an egg-laying emblem of Wonder – but – regardless of opinion, the duck-billed platypus is neither concerned – nor – remote.

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§1889 · August 22, 2007 · 2 comments · Tags: