Is he gone? Is it safe? OK, time for the rundown on David’s three-night stand. Alli and I are the only two who saw him all three nights! That makes us special. It also affords us a privileged perspective on his work and the dynamics of its social presentation—or in other words, the way he adjusted to the weirdness of having three consecutive engagements, and how he dealt with varying his treatment accordingly. Read the rest of this entry »

Is Heriberto coming to San Francisco in reality or just in theory? Read the rest of this entry »

Last night’s LAB show had a great turnout–from what I could gather, they took in sufficient funds to go some way toward thievery-proofing the building, which was the main purpose of the benefit. Read the rest of this entry »

Last night’s 21 Grand event had just as much buzz attending it as it had actual attendants, and there were plenty of both. Read the rest of this entry »

Had a lovely time reading with Cassie on Friday night at David Hadbawnik’s apartment. I rode up to SF with Carra Stratton, her friend and fellow grad student Preema, and blogdom’s own Alli Warren, who has been a student in my Reading Poetry course this past quarter. Read the rest of this entry »

Ernesto Priego has finally seen David Lynch’s The Straight Story. Ernesto, I love this film. It made me cry too. Read the rest of this entry »

580 Split, published out of Mills College, is probably the best university-affiliated creative writing journal on the west coast right now. Actually, it’s just about the only one I can think of other than SF State’s Fourteen Hills, which is uneven, but features some good work. Read the rest of this entry »

At a recent job interview, I was asked the following question: "How would you explain what you do in your own writing to someone with no prior knowledge of poetry?" For whatever reason, this caught me off guard. Read the rest of this entry »

Okay, first go check out Mike Snider’s latest piece on his Formal Blog responding to my recent post on abstract lyric.  Then come back here. Read the rest of this entry »

Bought a copy of Olson’s Causal Mythology at a local used book store a couple of days ago (an unusually good find for this store). I have never known what to make of Olson. His particular brand of incoherence conflicts with mine, I guess. I do quite like his poems in Allen’s anthology, but the Maximus poems strike me as 85% noise, 15% lofty Pound-imitation. Read the rest of this entry »