Listen, I love movies. And I love Broadway musicals. In the
same way, I suppose, that one can love walks in the park and also, deep dish
pizza. Both are story-telling entertainments, but distinctly birds of different
feathers....
Jane Kenyon was born in the Midwest but lived for many years
in New Hampshire, where she was the state’s poet laureate when she died, too
early, in 1995. She suffered from depression for much of her adult life;...
It’s actually a difficult task to make a Best of the Year
film list before the year is over because many of the heavy-hitting
Oscar contenders are released right at year’s end. There are several I’m
looking forward to seeing...
Born Iosif Alexandrovich Brodsky, persecuted in his native Soviet Union for the spirit of his poetry and for his Jewish heritage, Brodsky spent five years in an Arctic labor camp, where he composed this poem. In 1972,...
My Favorite Reads of 2014 post yesterday included a special three-book section on a new favorite author, Ron Rash, and today, I'm sharing a poem by this same talent. Maybe I'm becoming a groupie; you be the judge....
I’ve read fifty-seven books this year, one more than last
year which seems strange to me because it certainly felt like I read much more. I blame the fact that I tackled a few
longish books—The Historian and Wolf Hall among...
Claude McKay was born in Jamaica, immigrated to the United States, and, along with Jean Toomer, Langston Hughes and many others, was part of the Harlem Renaissance, which you can read about here. A short biography...
I have been contemplating many things about this film since
watching it last week. I’ve been thinking about the title, which to an English
speaker with no experience with the French language, translated in my mind to
“Major...
Yesterday evening, I heard the sad news that Kent Haruf had passed away. Earlier in the year, I had entered one of my short stories in a contest he was to judge, and I indulged myself imagining him reading the piece near his...
The book in which I found Heather McHugh's poem states that she "believes, almost desperately, in language." As do I. McHugh was born in San Diego to Canadian parents, was educated at Harvard, and owes a bit to Emily...
Of all the poems in the world, this is the one I think about most often. In a few spare stanzas, everything. If you'd like, read about William Carlos Williams here.
The Red Wheelbarrow
by William Carlos Williams...
The daughter and I are headed to Albuquerque tomorrow for a
Mom-n-me trip. I’m excited because neither of us has been there, and
because we’ll get to spend the kind of uninterrupted time that seldom occurs in
the rush...
In honor of this week of space exploration, I give you Louis MacNeice's poem, Star-Gazer. MacNeice was Irish, a contemporary of Auden, and broodingly handsome, which you can see here. And of course, you can read...
I've been reading about the second World War this week, which is probably why this poem struck me. It is most certainly influenced by Charles Simic's childhood in war-torn Yugoslavia; his family emigrated to America...
Next week, the massive production that is Bouchercon will be in Long Beach, near my neck of the woods. I'm thrilled to be part of the programming this year. It'll be my first time in attendance at this mystery...
I was thinking about this poem's famous last line this week, which sent me off looking for the entire verse. Seems like a good choice for an Autumn-hued Friday.
One of our most beloved American poets doesn't need...
Something I get asked from time to time, when people find
out I’ve written a book, is how many pages it is. This question tends to come
from younger adults, perhaps students who are still in the world of 10-12 page
essays...
Anne Shaw is an artist, a poet, a student of sculpture at the School of the Art Institute in Chicago, and the founder of the Twitter Poetry Project. Her latest collection is Dido in Winter, and you can visit her website at http://anneshaw.org/.
Small...
Maya Angelou may be our best known modern American poet. Friend of Oprah and the Clintons, writer, professor, feminist and civil rights activist, she exuded a quiet and confident wisdom and her memoirs were influential...
"As soon as we express something, we devalue it strangely. We believe ourselves to have dived down into the depths of the abyss, and when we once again reach the surface, the drops of water on our pale fingertips no longer resemble the ocean from which they came...Nevertheless, the treasure shimmers in the darkness unchanged." ---Franz Kafka
About Me
Mary Vensel White is the author of Things to See in Arizona, Starling, Bellflower, and The Qualities of Wood. Her writing has appeared in The Madison Review, The Write Launch, Catapult, The Rumpus, Author Magazine, december magazine, and other places. She is an adjunct professor at Concordia University, Irvine, owner/editor at TypeEighteenEditing.com, and owner/publisher at TypeEighteenBooks.com. Currently, she lives in southern California.