Aren’t these graphics awesome? Many thanks to FEED’s editors for including my piece, and for working with me on it. I’m very grateful and glad to be a pat of this issue!
On Sunday, August 23, I’ll be part of an online reading with Schuylkill Valley Journal in celebration of SVJ’s Dispatches series. The following wonderful writers will also be reading!: Susan Triemert, Wilson Koewing, Sean Ennis, Lindsey Heatherly, and Jason Schwartzman. Please join us!
The new issue of Anti-Heroin Chic is live and full of really good work. I’m honored to have a small piece of mine included. I also love the fact that quite a few of the writers I’ve connected with on Twitter since the pandemic started are part of this issue. There really are some wonderful people out there building community and working to build people up.
I’ve been revisiting the Imagists lately. HD is from where I’m from and is buried over at Nisky Hill Cemetery. (Stephen Vincent Benet, though not an Imagist, is also from here).
I wrote a poem today in response to a lot of this reading. It’s about finches and thistles and fox-gloves and rain vales. It’s looking for a good home. And maybe also a title. Right now, it’s called Imagistes, which is just the plural of HD’s early pen name (given to her by Ezra Pound, who also called her – insufferably and predictably – Dryad).
We read “Oread” in high school. Our teacher subscribed to what seemed, to me at 15, a rather subversive take. But yes, “Oread” is about exactly what you think it’s about (and also other things). At least I think so.
I really like almost all of “Hermes of the Ways.” Here again, Pound had to interlope, changing “await” to “awaiteth,” because of course he did.
If anyone needs me, I’ll be over here talking to trees.
This is a lovely piece at Sublunary Review.