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Monthly Archives: September 2011

the point where a charged particle caught in a magnetic field reverses its direction

Strange Horizons is having a funding drive. I first ran across Strange Horizons in July 2002, sitting in my brother-in-law’s office in Edmonton, Alberta while he and my sister were at work, during one of my long visits to stay with them and write. I was working on one of the poems from The Glaze […]

“That’s 400 years on the breasts. Think how boring that would be. At some point. 15 or 20 years in.”

Today was the second half of Vanderbilt’s Saturday University class with Billy Collins, “Under the Hood: The Mechanics of Poetry.” (I wrote about the first half here.) The bulk of the session was devoted to the kinds of “turns” a poem can take—that is, the developmental moments in a poem which turn our attention. In […]

No such things as distractions.

I attended the first half of Vanderbilt’s Saturday University class with Billy Collins, “Under the Hood: The Mechanics of Poetry,” yesterday. He started with the premise that the process of writing is a series of negotiations between the will of the poet and the waywardness of the poem, and that poets are the kind of […]

the angle to tip an oar and tear through it

Riddle Fence just accepted my poem “Getting Wet from Head to Toe” for their November issue! They published “The Hotel” awhile ago, and do a really beautiful job on the physical object of the journal with artwork and design and paper quality all beautifully balanced (as well as of course publishing genius work, present company […]

long I stayed alone with the corpse

My poem “Whose Tongue is the Wind’s Tongue?” will be in the December issue—36: Electronic(a)—of Cordite Poetry Review. Cordite pushes the boundaries in ways that few other journals do, and I really respect and admire their efforts, so I’m particularly pleased that they’ve accepted this poem, a cento* (or poetry mash-up) that I wrote back […]