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You know who's a good poet? Joel Felix . That's who.

So here's the first thing I learned this weekend: when you want opposition from a group, there's no response more unnerving than a k...

No doubt you're well aware of the mysterious process by which Franz Kafka wrote certain passages of the Kama Sutra . But did you know t...

The City Visible: Chicago Poetry for the New Century is so hand-searingly hot off the presses that you can't get it from Amazon.com yet...

Good Lord — I'm it! I've been tagged as a "thinking blogger" by Steve Burt . It was Ron Silliman who tagged the unsuspect...

This just in from Peter Riley, regarding my earlier post "British Poetry Wars: The Battle of Chicago." . Riley, whose open letter...

"Hey Archambeau — you made me bite my cereal spoon!" Those were the words with which I was greeted as I walked into my English Li...

What distinguishes most contemporary poetry from prose isn't meter or rhyme or even line breaks, but a self-conscious spareness and a sl...

Come one, come all, to the antiseptic white bauhaus moderne yet somehow charming space that is Series A 's venue at the Hyde Park Art Ce...

It shouldn't surprise us that the latest round of internecine British cultural warfare has occurred on American soil. I mean, this coun...

Remember the ending lines of Allen Ginsberg's "A Supermarket in California" ? Ginsberg imagines turning to Walt Whitman, and ...

I find myself, dear reader, in the middle of a chickenshit monsoon related to next week's Lake Forest Literary Festival (clicking on th...