In "The Central Laboratory", I decided to attempt a metrical, rhymed translation of Max Jacob's verse poetry. "Glass of Blood" is an unusually free poem for Jacob; while rhyme is occasionally present, it is far from systematic, so more flexibility to translate more directly was possible here. There is a falsely casual approach to versification and diction here; it is voluntarily less stylized and baroque than many of Jacob's poems.
Alexander Dickow on "Glass of Blood" |
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"Wave of Resignations Rocks Coffee House Press"
"Ewing said that she is already interviewing applicants and also hiring contractors to 'make sure that we're not leaving any of our authors in the lurch,' especially those with fall releases. There are six books on Coffee House's fall 2023 list: three novels, a collection of poems, a collection of essays, and a work of nonfiction/criticism by National Book Award winner Justin Phillip Reed."
via PUBLISHERS WEEKLY |
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What Sparks Poetry:
Sean Hill on "Lake Sturgeon"
"The skin my fingers lightly brush is brown, is rough, is wet; I’m touching a lake sturgeon. I’m leaning against the edge of a touch pool at the Great Lakes Aquarium in Duluth, Minnesota with my hand immersed in water well above my wrist. This was in the late aughts when I lived in Bemidji, a small town in north central Minnesota, and my parents were visiting from Georgia, and we’d decided as close as they were, they should see Lake Superior." |
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