Tag: poetry

28 articles

Is This the End of the Era of the Important, Inappropriate Literary Man?

“He was untouchable, or he thought he was. But that era is over, for all those guys.”


How It Feels

An essay on depression, art, and growing up.


Landays: Cries of the Pashtun Women

On the Afghanistan-Pakistan border, women express themselves through fierce short poems.


Something Borrowed

The adventures and controversies of the avant-garde poet Kenneth Goldsmith, who believes plagiarism is an art form.


A Lazarus Beside Me

An accidental evening with Yeats, in the spring of 1937.


What Is Poetry? And Does It Pay?

A trip to the Famous Poets Society convention/contest in Reno.


The Kerouac Legacy

The “insane playfulness, deliberate infantilism, nutty haikus, naked stripteases, free-form chants and literary war dances of the beats” and their leader.


A Tale of Two Poets

On the parallel sadness of Thom Gunn and Elizabeth Bishop.


The Overview Effect

Drug trips in space; from Motherboard's new science fiction series.

"During the Earth trials, someone told her that being in orbit was just falling around the planet forever. Back in the safe house somewhere in the Midwest, with 2,000 milligrams of MDMA ricocheting across her brain stem, it wasn't practical information. But she had retained it. Ground Control didn’t know the first thing about throwing a party. The drugs were free, but those nights on Earth always ended with psychonauts sobbing in the corners of the room, touching each others’ faces in the darkness. Of course, the Earth was falling too—around the sun."


Poets and Scholars

An academic marriage dissolves into a grotesque, demeaning power trip.

"I had always loved Olivia’s fearless and outspoken brilliance. It was one of the things that first attracted me to her—along with her perfect bubble butt and sailor’s laugh. But I suspected she didn’t honestly believe what she said about Dickinson’s poetry. Sometimes, especially after multiple martinis, one or the other of us would find the slightest reason to engage in some sort of verbal jousting. It was the manifestation of a lot of other problems we had buried over the past five years of marriage. We had both been divorced, both had children, both were in our forties, both should have understood the tensions of remarrying in mid-life. And we both should have known how alcohol—which we loved and self-medicated with—was the match that lit the fuse to these confrontations every time."


Maya Angelou: The Art of Fiction No. 119

“But to grow up costs the earth, the earth. It means you take responsibility for the time you take up, for the space you occupy. It’s serious business. And you find out what it costs us to love and to lose, to dare and to fail. And maybe even more, to succeed. What it costs, in truth. Not superficial costs—anybody can have that—I mean in truth. That’s what I write. What it really is like. I’m just telling a very simple story.”


The Smutty-Metaphor Queen of Lawrence, Kansas

A profile of the internet’s poet, Patricia Lockwood.