The wife was out of town and I was all set to watch “Reservoir Dogs”, which I have never seen and which she won’t go…
“We live and love and die accompanied by grasses.” The above is a quote by Brian Teare from an interview with Rusty Morrison, on the…
Bob Coffen is having a tough time. So much so, he might as well be living in his own last name. He doesn’t get much…
The Bellwether Revivals is not about music, or murder, or even love, though all three are present: the music a repeating grace note trill, the…
I am nearing the completion of a non-fiction book, and have been trying to decide whether to once again look for an agent, or to…
When I first came to the US from the UK, where I grew up, in 1966, I was shocked that so many Americans still approved…
Sound is more of an experience than a story. It looks at moments in Cincy’s life multidimensionally, like a song. “Sound,” by T.M. Wolf, is the…
First, this, from James Merrill‘s great poem “The Thousand and Second Night:” “Form’s what affirms.” If Merrill is right, then Alice Jones‘ Plunge (Apogee) is superlatively…
Edward Smallfield’s Equinox (Apogee, 89 pages) is a truly fascinating collection of poems that weaves together a traditional form with a highly conceptual process. That…