Samizdat Blog

So there I was yesterday, doing what I do pretty much every morning around ten o'clock — lounging on the couch drinking coffee, listen...

This post represents a complex double-jointed maneuver, in which I simultaneously pat myself on the back and bite the hand that feeds me. T...

It's probably a sign of my irredeemable logocentrism that, when I started to think about how I could describe my recent experience vis...

It's been a few days since I've been back from Cambridge, where I was speaking at a conference on the late, great Swedish poet-criti...

Salted cashews, and my personal relationship thereunto, probably provide the best analogy for my experience of reading Ed Sanders's poet...