In which I talk to Conor Scruton in the latest issue of Red Paint Hill about Bigfoot and form and being like William Blake.
WOMAN 1: They couldn’t have dreamt
of such riches for us:
in aisle seventeen,
tonics to cure cholera,
syphilis, gout, melancholy.
For the full poem, click here.
Last night I interviewed writer Colin Channer about his debut book of poems, Providential. It’s a terrific collection. You should check it out.
I recently had the pleasure of talking with Melissa Adamo at English Kills Review about Bigfoot for Women. And I got to discuss Sirs and Madams with Joanna C. Valente over at Rhizomatic Ideas/Zoetic Press.
In June I served as a Peter Taylor Fellow in poetry at the Kenyon Review Writers Workshop.
It’s been a good summer, people.
Lively, lovely review by Jeff Boyle today in The Hairsplitter.