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Gather round, boys and girls, and I'll tell you a tale of a long-ago magical time known as the Clinton Administration. Back in those ch...

Back from Paris, where I was at a fabulous, compact conference on poetry and "the public/private divide" at the Sorbonne. There w...

Sé qué usted es pensamiento. Usted es preguntándose cuando "El Kafka Sutra" estará disponible en Español. Pregúntese no más, el am...

As I forge my way forward through the second-last of the big writing assignments I took on for the summer, I thought I'd post links to a...

You know who's a good poet? Stephen Fowler . That's who.

What? No! Wrong again, ruffianos! I haven't died (though last Sunday I had a run-in with a bad burrito, the less said of which the bett...

There's a short review of The City Visible: Chicago Poetry for the New Century in the Boston Review , in which you may read of my ...

Ring the bells and sound the trumpets! Fire up the timpani and sackbutts in celebration: the University of Chicago has finally made a full-...

After much work, with the kind help of the administration at Lake Forest College, and with the generous support of friends of the college, I...

What's that you say? You want to hear about Raymond Federman's triumphant reading at the Lake Forest Literary Festival? I'd lo...

In a better world, you'd have been awoken this morning by the shouts of MFA students moonlighting as early-twentieth-century style knick...

I'm sort of lying low this season, as far as readings and conferences go — I've agreed to write too many things for print to take on...