International Call You can see in the early light of dawn Facing the noise of the so-called Twilight Bright stars through the perilous fight, and a wide range of his […]
I’ve added a tab over there on the right (“NEIGHBORS’) to spruce things up around here. Now Starring… The temporary home of poet G.M. Quinte, currently residing in his cousin’s […]
My second year at Iowa, I lived with three poets in a farmhouse out on Taft Ave SE. Here’s a fake painting of it, complete with cut-and-paste signature. (It had […]
Yesterday I heard a window-washer say to his co-worker: “I don’t usually talk to my psychic about everyday stuff.” Facebook is starting to reach terminal velocity…when you’ve got more friends […]
Over at Critical Mass, John Freeman was kind enough to post John Updike’s Rules for Book Reviewing, all of which fall well within the boundaries of common sense. As I […]
Meanwhile, back in the real world, apparently GM Quinte, longtime squatter visiting poet at this domain, has become a victim of some kind of poetic identity theft.
I have to say, I saw this all over the intarweb the other day and gave it the big ol’ meh. And then I clicked, finally. I did not regret […]
[Rackett Lyricist/Guitarist/Percussionist Muldoon.] Paul Muldoon has a band. And, yes, they have a MySpace page.
Laurel, over at jewishyirishy, posted an ancient photograph of a Halloween trip to the Iowa City Hy-Vee, circa 1998. We were probably enroute to a party at the farmhouse. In […]
The Radical Formalist, a brand-new lit-blog that asks you to ask yourself: What do missile defense and prosody have in common? Anything? The Reading Experience, an excellent top-quality lit-blog about […]