Interview |
“The Impersonal Intimate”: A Conversation with Carol Moldaw
“I think of a poem as an open-ended inquiry. Sometimes I feel like I’m making a case, though I only discover through building the poem what the case may be. Perhaps that idea comes from my one year of law school, but I’ve always felt strict about language.”
Essay |
“Friendship on the Page”
“… the continuous intertwined narrative of a reciprocal exchange between just two correspondents … I found exactly that in the correspondence between William Maxwell and Eudora Welty.”
Essay |
“The Depths”
“Two years have passed since my electroconvulsive treatments. No longer eating or sleeping, I had slipped under the ward doors as a ghost.”
Fiction |
“A Large Body of Water Could Symbolize Deep Emotions” and “Intimacy Of”
“One morning she woke floating. That is, her room was filled with water as if it had been sealed — caulked, a shower, but a room, and the room as bathtub, and the shower head switched on …”
Poetry |
& You Will Fade to Black
Poetry |
“The Monk Who Quit Smoking”
Essay |
“On Glamor”
“‘Glamor’ means magic, derived from ‘grammar’ (fr.); since in the Middle Ages scholars, i.e. grammarians, were ‘viewed with awe’ by the vulgar (who couldn’t speak Latin).”
Fiction |
“Lluvia Sin Agua”
“There was a rumor that today at five the camion-cisterna would return to their barrio. The big truck that sells water to the areas outside of the city that don’t have a water system. Ever since the water shortage started, the trucks came to el barrio less and less, until eventually it was just once a week.”
Poetry |
“Spell To Be Said Against Hatred”
Fiction |
“Said”
“He said the police wouldn’t believe what he’d said if he told them he’d blacked out afterwards. He said he was worried the police would think he’d abused his son.”