Chris Murray explains, quite sensibly, why that debate ain’t happening.
Author: Timothy Yu
I received a huffy email this morning from Michael Neff of Web Del Sol, accusing a number of us, mostly bloggers, of all manner of things, including “lack of nerve, peer fear, bad advice, psychotic break, diabetes, blog mouth, whatever, who the hell knows.” Our apparent crime was sabotaging the “poetry debate” (“post-avant” vs. “mainstream”) proposed by Kent Johnson over…
THE DISCRETE SERIES @ 3030 presents Steve Benson :: Graham Foust **Note the earlier time– This event begins at 7 pm** [Steve Benson is the author of Roaring Spring (Zasterle Press) and Blue Book (The Figures/Roof Press). He is known for incorporating collage of elements of previously written texts as well as wholesale oral improvisation into his poetry readings. Benson…
There is a particular kind of embarrassment that follows feeling ill after eating something you cooked yourself.
Okay, all you Californians: please go to the polls tomorrow and vote against this stupid recall. Let me remember you with pride. And while you’re at it, vote no on 54.
It turns out new Nobel laureate J.M. Coetzee is a sometime professor at the University of Chicago, which is why Robin reports unexplained sightings of him around campus. The U of C press release confirms his misanthropy: “We currently do not expect Coetzee to be available for interviews but have arranged for colleagues to speak about him.” The university did…
I haven’t tried playing “Stay Up Later Than Nick” in a while. Well, two words: job market.
Hey Bookslut: Welcome to Chicago. And they are not making you pay to use the bathroom in Borders. Are they? It’s probably that awful one on Michigan Avenue, the one the sad carriage-pulling horses park in front of. Well, come on down to Hyde Park: Seminary Co-op. 57th St. Books. Powell’s. Just take the #6 bus. And if you must…
All of Aimee’s Buckeye talk is reminding me of my high school geometry teacher, a fiftyish eccentric dandy and sweet guy who did things like wear a pink suit on Valentine’s day. Anyway, every year on the day of the big Ohio State-Michigan game, he’d come to school decked out head to toe in OSU gear: Buckeye cap, jacket, sweatpants,…
I suggest that Aimee name her new dog “Haiku.”