Profile in the New Times

Arts reporter Rebecca Rose interviewed me recently in advance of a reading I gave in Orcutt this past week. You can check out the profile that she wrote at the New Times. Thanks so much to Michael Mclaughlin, the CORE Winery, and fellow poet Jim Cushing for a great event.

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New Poem in The Cincinnati Review

Big thanks to poetry editor Don Bogen for publishing my sonnet “Tenor” in the latest issue of The Cincinnati ReviewI’m delighted to have my work included.


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New Translation in New England Review

NERAs part of my ongoing effort to introduce the poetry of Krystyna Dąbrowska in English, I’m pleased to have another translation out in the world, this time in the wonderful New England Review. I love seeing so many different voices from different places in conversation. Thank you to Rick Barot and Carolyn Kuebler for putting forward such a compelling editorial gesture.

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Poem in The Book of Donuts

So full of delight and chocolate cream to announce that I have a new poem in The Book of Donutsjust out from Terrapin Books.


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New Translation in The Threepenny Review

What a thrill to have a new translation in The Threepenny Review, which I have long upheld as the height of magazines for the literary reader. It’s interesting to find that the poem, Krystyna Dąbrowska’s “Wooden Figure of a Hunchbacked Dignitary,” takes on a new political aura in English in the U. S. And I’m honored to be in the company of David Ferry, Robert Pinsky, W. S. Di Piero, Wendy Lesser (editor extraordinaire), and others.

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On “Oolite Lunch,” Now Out in Alaska Quarterly Review

When I lived in Bloomington, Indiana, I became fascinated with the idea of oolitic rock, surrounded as the town was with limestone quarries and filled as it was with limestone buildings. Here we were, living within walls of skeletal fragments, grains of other organisms composed in concentric layers. I’ve carried the idea of those tiny ooids, or spherical granules, with me for years. And then I began to write about my grandfather’s physical and mental decline in the last years of his life. About memory loss and depression and experiences from WWII that kept upsetting him. And that image came back. What grains remain with us? What houses us? What haunts us? How fitting that MSWord wants to autocorrect “ooids” to “voids.” What are the voids that we inhabit?

Thank you to the editors of Alaska Quarterly Review for publishing the poem, “Oolite Lunch,” that resulted.

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Two Poems at Connotation Press

I have two new sonnets up at Connotation Press: An Online Artifact as part of John Hoppenthaler’s “Poetry Congeries.” Wonderful company there: Gary Jackson, Norman Dubie, and others.

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