Month: April 2020
Posted on April 29, 2020
by Lesley Wheeler
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Since poetry, like bourbon, has a long shelf life and often a long trajectory of rising to wider attention, I’m including a couple of 2019 authors in this salon series, including Sara M. Robinson. Blurbing her new book, Needville, I wrote, “So many voices… Continue Reading “Virtual Salon #9 with Sara Robinson”
Posted on April 22, 2020
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Marianne Chan’s brilliant debut collection engages a wide array of topics with insight, wit, and brio: not only religion but colonization, copulation, space exploration, and family relations (her mother is a funny and wonderful recurring character). I fell hard for Chan’s work in the… Continue Reading “Virtual Salon #8 with Marianne Chan”
Posted on April 18, 2020
by Lesley Wheeler
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I’ve always liked fierce poems and feminist poems, but it wasn’t that long ago that I noticed how many of the poetry collections I like best are deeply grounded in place. In Tess Taylor’s new collection, Rift Zone, that place is California in a… Continue Reading “Virtual Poetry Salon with Tess Taylor”
Posted on April 12, 2020
by Lesley Wheeler
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Featured at today’s virtual salon are two lovely new chapbooks, a brand new one from blogger-extraordinaire Ann E. Michael and one from late 2019 by Kestrel Poetry Editor Elizabeth Savage. Both are poets whom I’ve admired for ages. If this were a live reading,… Continue Reading “Virtual Salon #6 with Elizabeth Savage & Ann E. Michael”
Posted on April 10, 2020
by Lesley Wheeler
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Just a quick note from my hermit’s retreat: I am so impressed by the gallantry of writers, editors, and reading series organizers, so many of whom are ingeniously making the show go on. I wrote last time about hitches in publication pipelines, but for… Continue Reading “The generosity of writers in Crisis”
Posted on April 7, 2020
by Lesley Wheeler
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I’m not processing very well, here at the quiet edge of apocalypse. Sometimes I’m fine, scared, down, or stir-crazy; often I’m busy teaching remotely, being fortunate enough to still have a job; generally I can’t concentrate. New York City has always been the center… Continue Reading “Looking off cliffs”
Category: Shenandoah, The State She's In, UnbecomingTags: Choice Words, Dear America, Ecotone, editing, Massachusetts Review, Publishers Weekly, publishing, quarantine, Rocked by the Waters, social isolation, uncertainty
