I still read poetry every morning. This morning I stumbled across an interesting poet, Carolina Ebeid. I was reading her poems in the new American Poetry Review (an ebook version), when I realized she was playing around with words in way that caught my attention.
This is a poem by her online, the poem that drew me in (Four poems) doesn’t seem to be online.
It’s encouraging to find an entire network of podcasts about new books. Cool stuff.
White dude gets it.
John Luther Adams talking. I haven’t read it yet, but here’s a cool video of some of his music.