A few thoughts on Amos Oz.
Wendy and I took a trip to Ireland. Here are a few photos.
Check out a new poem I wrote for the special issue on suburbia in Cordite.
Pleased to share the cover image of my Spring 2018 book of poems, forthcoming from ECW Press.
Margaritas on a secluded Mexican beach. I blow through Ishiguro’s The Buried Giant in a sitting or two. I’d grabbed it, albeit tentatively, at the airport, knowing that I admire Ishiguro but don’t like fantasy. Ultimately, what was going on beneath the surface of Arthurian dragons and ogres, was too easily recognizable. If you are going … Continue reading On Reading Harrison after Ishiguro
I'm a reader who's getting harder to reach. I don't mean that it's difficult to impress me—I think what I find to be well written is, largely, what it always was. No, what I realized while reading Tracy K. Smith's autobiography Ordinary Light was that these days, sure, I read and admire, or dismiss, … Continue reading Personal Reflections on reading Tracy K. Smith’s autobiography Ordinary Light