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The thing to always remember about poetry: it can take ten years to write a book that should only take an hour to read. Be at peace with that idea.
"A repeated phrase serves as a variable to connect two non-adjacent ideas." (Michael Dean)
November 17, 2025 at 3:08 PM
"A repeated phrase serves as a variable to connect two non-adjacent ideas." (Michael Dean)
New interview with Galileo Press author Emily May
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Late Capitalism, French Philosophy and Dad Rock: Author Emily May on Some Girls by Carmen Cornue
Emily May’s book of essays Some Girls covers familiar territory for a 21st century writer–reflections on recurring financial catastrophe, writing’s purpose as it battles technofeudalism and what our a...
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September 30, 2025 at 3:32 PM
New interview with Galileo Press author Emily May
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The story is fascinating, but the prose is somewhat transparent and overwrought in places. The writing is definitely a means to an end but not an end in itself. The book is not about the way it is told, but what is told...
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Review of The Only Woman in the Room, by Marie Benedict
This historical novel retells the story of the 40’s screen actress Hedy Lamarr, born Hedwig Kiesler, an Austrian Jew living in Vienna during the years preceding WWII.
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September 28, 2025 at 9:12 AM
The story is fascinating, but the prose is somewhat transparent and overwrought in places. The writing is definitely a means to an end but not an end in itself. The book is not about the way it is told, but what is told...
juliawendell.substack.com/p/review-of-...
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If you're one of our authors and are planning a transition please let us know so we can change your name and gender in your online bio.
September 24, 2025 at 8:36 AM
If you're one of our authors and are planning a transition please let us know so we can change your name and gender in your online bio.
We don't need no point of view. We don't need no tense control. No dark star chasm in the class room...
September 24, 2025 at 8:30 AM
We don't need no point of view. We don't need no tense control. No dark star chasm in the class room...
Something is beginning to worry me about how we refer to The Speaker in a poem. It puts words on a higher level than action, or motion. I wish we could call her The Mover. The Doer. The Engager.
September 23, 2025 at 9:25 AM
Something is beginning to worry me about how we refer to The Speaker in a poem. It puts words on a higher level than action, or motion. I wish we could call her The Mover. The Doer. The Engager.
"I had a dream with symbolism so transparent that it makes me want to write a scathing review of my own unconscious." (Robin Meyer, poet, translator)
September 23, 2025 at 9:22 AM
"I had a dream with symbolism so transparent that it makes me want to write a scathing review of my own unconscious." (Robin Meyer, poet, translator)
Crane's 1895 Red Badge book is a good example of cinematic writing (when descriptive nouns become sentient), but before there was actual cinema:
"The cold passed reluctantly from the earth, and the retiring fogs revealed an army stretched out on the hills, resting."
"The cold passed reluctantly from the earth, and the retiring fogs revealed an army stretched out on the hills, resting."
September 23, 2025 at 9:13 AM
Crane's 1895 Red Badge book is a good example of cinematic writing (when descriptive nouns become sentient), but before there was actual cinema:
"The cold passed reluctantly from the earth, and the retiring fogs revealed an army stretched out on the hills, resting."
"The cold passed reluctantly from the earth, and the retiring fogs revealed an army stretched out on the hills, resting."
Lights. Camera. Inaction.
September 23, 2025 at 8:37 AM
Lights. Camera. Inaction.
Characters are people.
They do shit for no reason.
Not everything they do has to be explained.
(Jessica Bonder)
They do shit for no reason.
Not everything they do has to be explained.
(Jessica Bonder)
September 22, 2025 at 8:34 AM
Characters are people.
They do shit for no reason.
Not everything they do has to be explained.
(Jessica Bonder)
They do shit for no reason.
Not everything they do has to be explained.
(Jessica Bonder)
"The world is a kind of spiritual kindergarten, where millions of bewildered infants are trying to spell God with the wrong blocks.” Edwin Arlington Robinson
September 21, 2025 at 11:24 PM
"The world is a kind of spiritual kindergarten, where millions of bewildered infants are trying to spell God with the wrong blocks.” Edwin Arlington Robinson
Plot points are not plot
September 21, 2025 at 9:07 AM
Plot points are not plot
I like to know whether someone is the kind of person who eats broccoli before I knew whether she's been to hell and back. A teaspoon of portraiture, all I'm saying.
September 20, 2025 at 4:41 PM
I like to know whether someone is the kind of person who eats broccoli before I knew whether she's been to hell and back. A teaspoon of portraiture, all I'm saying.
A sonnet is only the expectation of a sonnet, whether or not a sonnet 'actually' happens.
September 20, 2025 at 11:59 AM
A sonnet is only the expectation of a sonnet, whether or not a sonnet 'actually' happens.
Not sure about people who say, "That's hilarious," instead of actually laughing. That's what we want in your poems, actual out loud laughing and singing. Come rave with us.
September 19, 2025 at 10:27 PM
Not sure about people who say, "That's hilarious," instead of actually laughing. That's what we want in your poems, actual out loud laughing and singing. Come rave with us.
Is that a single line or is it a half-couplet?
September 7, 2025 at 9:12 AM
Is that a single line or is it a half-couplet?
C. I. Marshall reviews Davide Dodd Lee's The Bay, out from @broadstone16.bsky.social
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A Review of David Dodd Lee’s The Bay – by C. I. Marshall
David Dodd Lee’s The Bay dazzles with clarity, humor, and lyric depth—poems of swine, goldfinches, memory, ads, and aging that remind us to notice everything.
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September 6, 2025 at 8:43 AM
C. I. Marshall reviews Davide Dodd Lee's The Bay, out from @broadstone16.bsky.social
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All my poems are about you. The "I" is just a mask.
August 21, 2025 at 4:38 PM
All my poems are about you. The "I" is just a mask.
If you're a right handed poet try writing a poem with your left hand now and then just to use the other side of your head.
August 16, 2025 at 1:45 PM
If you're a right handed poet try writing a poem with your left hand now and then just to use the other side of your head.
A coffin lined with memory foam. That too much to ask of a poem?
August 14, 2025 at 2:39 PM
A coffin lined with memory foam. That too much to ask of a poem?
Always hearing in workshops that an author should trust the reader but I never hear how readers need to trust the author.
July 23, 2025 at 10:40 AM
Always hearing in workshops that an author should trust the reader but I never hear how readers need to trust the author.
“She was so tired of the old way of telling stories, all those too worn narrative paths, the familiar plot thickets, the fat social novels. She needed something messier, something sharper, something like a bomb going off.” Lauren Groff, Fates and Furies, but also what we're looking for.
July 16, 2025 at 10:38 PM
“She was so tired of the old way of telling stories, all those too worn narrative paths, the familiar plot thickets, the fat social novels. She needed something messier, something sharper, something like a bomb going off.” Lauren Groff, Fates and Furies, but also what we're looking for.
Actually take all these turns and swerves somewhere or it's just a merry go round
July 16, 2025 at 2:42 PM
Actually take all these turns and swerves somewhere or it's just a merry go round
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