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“But if you haven’t a sou / there’s only one thing to do . . .
We drove from Ithaca, NY to Manhattan yesterday and at around exit 92 on NYS Rte 17, this song came up in the rotation. Even though I know it well, it was as if…
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A few lovely lines . . .
Poets, though divine, are men; Some have loved as old again. And it is not always face, Clothes, or fortune gives the grace, Or the feature, or the youth; But the language and the…
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Further Adventures in the Jell-O Belt [by Rebecca Lindenberg]
In the beginning of the film Napoleon Dynamite, the credits come up as a collage of weird culinary Americana – ketchup and tater tots, mustard and corn dogs, peanut…
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March Madness Continued: Poetry hoops with Natalie Diaz [by Catherine Woodard]
Natalie Diaz, 5’11, played point guard in NCAA March Madness for four years at Old Dominion University, a storied women’s college program. Diaz reached the NCAA finals as a freshman in 1997 and to the Sweet…
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Welcome to the Jell-O Belt…(by Rebecca Lindenberg)
It’s an absolute delight to be guest-blogging again here at Best American Poetry. I’ve just returned from a marvelous residency and a series of readings from the new book,…
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“apocalyse, a brief history” [by Katie Thompson]
hanging / gunfire : which do you preferif we survive this if there is a way? light it on fire, the dry christmas firthe age of radioactive decaygoodbye goodbye my american limeexceeded by the…
