In the poem that gives Angela Patten’s new collection its title, the fossilized tongue of St. Anthony sits under glass, a reminder of “the numinous particulars of flesh.” As it takes on a meaning beyond words, the severed tongue is a wry exemplar for these eloquent memories and telling details. Read on>
August 31, 2009
I’d bet anything that James Sturm is a picker of scabs. The part-time Vermont resident and director of White River Junction’s Center for Cartoon Studies specializes in graphic novels chronicling historical wounds, from scrapes to gashes. He’s interested in the personal stories that combine to make up a big historical fact. But Sturm’s fictional tales,… [Read more…]
August 31, 2009
Despite its title, In No One’s Land is far from a lonely dispatch from barren territory. It’s more like a settler’s journal — Little House on the Prairie set in the mountains and narrated by a chain-smoking Laura going commando. Ackerson-Kiely’s free-verse poems typically start with an observation of the domestic or rural world, then… [Read more…]
August 31, 2009
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