Samizdat Blog

Late yesterday I found this message in my email inbox regarding l'affair Fence (see post below). It came from David Park , a professor...

Ooosh. Semester has started early for me this fall, in part because of some administrative hoodoo that has moved the term up by a week, and...

Back in the eighties and nineties, when the world was young and English departments awash with French cultural theory, a good friend of mine...

Jeffrey Roessner knows more about my poetry than I do. Read his review of Home and Variations and you will, too. Roessner is one of those...

I'm back, I'm groggy, and I'm ticked off at Ron Silliman. Ron's been blogging away about Christopher Middleton, at one poin...

Sorry, folks, but I'll be taking a blog-hiatus until sometime in early or mid August, when I & my crew return to Chicago from Amster...

TiVo picked up IFC's new Punk: Attitude documentary for me a week or two ago, and I finally got to it this weekend. Maybe it's the...

Fallen from a Chariot , Kevin Prufer's new book, is one of those collections of poems that is written as a book: the four parts hold tog...

Last night Another Chicago Magazine held its launch party and reading for the new double-issue at Hideout . The aptly-named bar is hidde...

Despite wanting to jump into what looks like an interesting discussion about poetry and paraphrasability going on in blogs by K. Silem Moham...

One of my usual gripes about American poetry takes the form of ill-humored grumbling about the prevalence of two ennervating traditions: the...

The little brunch party I threw this weekend was officially designated Wafflepalooza, but, as the summer breeze continued to ease its way ov...