Essay |
“Metaphor As Illness”
“Illness is obscene in its reality. No wonder we hurry to clothe it in metaphor, to drape it in wooly lengths of symbolism.”
Poetry |
“Crossing to Friday Harbor”
Interview |
A Conversation with Carolyn Forché
“I think there’s ancestral memory, there’s deep memory in our DNA carried from generation to generation. I think in the depths of our being as a species, we recognize this moment, we recognize the threat.”
Fiction |
“When The Curtain Went Up …” — an excerpt from The Pine Islands
“The kabuki dancer moved in millimetres, he required many minutes to open his fan even halfway, it was like watching an amoeba for entertainment …”
Essay |
“March 23, 2020,” “Minecraft Ars Poetica,” “For The Record” & “The Doll”
“My son comes in to tell me he didn’t mean to kill another sheep in his game. Yes, he dropped it from a great height, but he didn’t know it would die. He can tell it died by the floating block of wool left behind.”
Poetry |
“Still Life: Interior”
Poetry |
“Misery” and “Cat’s Paws”
Fiction |
“Breath Versus Sound”
“The flyer had read simply, ‘meditation group.’ There’d been nothing about chanting, nothing advertising that this might be a cult.”
Fiction |
“Foreign Body”
“She thought, it’s hard being a foreign body these days. She thought, if it were up to me, I’d move from one body to the next, making a home out of everybody.”
Poetry |
“Night After Night,” “Examination,” “Need Be” and “Lord”
“Last night, the moon dropped its clothes in the street where the trees cast a near light, making you leave the experiment radiant and silent. Hand yourself a coin.”
Poetry |
“At Seneca Lake”
Essay |
Life’s Work: on the Poetry of Jane Mead
“Jane Mead brought her five books of poetry and 14 new poems into To the Wren: Collected & New Poems, 1991-2019. She died less than a month after its publication.”