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Friday the 13th [by David Lehman]
It’s Friday the 13th and I wonder how the superstition got started. I’d always thought it was because there were thirteen diners at the Last Supper but I recently saw a documentary about the…
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Snake Handling and Confessional Poetry [by Nin Andrews]
In my last post, I compared confessional writing to snake handling and taxidermy, pointing out that taxidermy is like writing about the dead, while snake handling is like writing about the living. I left the…
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Propagation of the Species (by Jennifer Michael Hecht)
Dearest Bleaders, So, yeah. As I keep sort of explaining. There's this photographer Reuben Radding whom I only know online, through our dear mutual friend Yvany Peery. He posted one of his photos, an…
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Meet the Press: Dante Di Stefano in Conversation with Luke Hankins of Orison Books
DD: In her poem, “Ennui,” Stella Vinitchi Radulescu refers to Rainer Maria Rilke as her “father up / in the sky.” If there is any poet who embodies the mission of Orison Books it…
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Vaginal perplexity 1: trolling for a scientific method along the Coulée verte [by Tracy Danison]
From what I could gather from her pretty seamless but warm manner, Karine was pretty enthusiastic about my Theory of Vaginal Perplexity. In any case, she kept me talking about it for nearly an…
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The Solitary Life (by Lawrence J. Epstein)
When I was young, I went to Woodstock one day to visit the artist Clarence Schmidt. Clarence lived alone in a treehouse. The property he owned had rusted automobiles, wooden stakes with dolls’ heads…
