Writer’s Island

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A while back, I talked in this blog about that moment when an editor is sitting there looking at two good poems or stories, but ...

Why eulogize that great burnt plate, hoary grey grasses petrified with firework ash? A nightmare of salt and iodine, its gullies flash...

Last night I was shocked to see poet Jeff Tagami’s name on the “In Memoriam” list in this month’s Poets & Writers . Jeff was...

A while back, I was talking with my friend, the poet Amy MacLennan , about an odd topic. We’ve both been reader/editors for literary jou...

Like a lot of people, I spent this past week glued to the TV, soaking up the Olympics. For me, it’s been an early-morning thing, hanging o...

I am in mourning. After five seasons, my favorite TV show, Eureka , has called it quits. This funny, smart series about an odd little No...