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The flower on stage Representing a garden Blossoms in the mind. Later, dreaming, the mind Catches the scent and restores Every knotted tree. And words well-spoken Whisper in the clamor Of later centuries, Enduring, lingering, And listening, as if From eternity.   by Ben LaVergne Original bio from the ...

Monika Cooper on Atar Hadari

“The Wound Dresser” has blood and rain in it, saws and scraps of dresses, bedpans and wishes. Profanity and magic. Grit and lyric rainbows. In the background of the poem is the rage of war: blood-saturated wood, blood penetrating into the fibers of things, mingled with the earth, water, sky, and air; the startling wonder of a ...

The Conversationalist

Our Exclusive Interview with Lance Sheary Grub Street Grackle:  Thirty years into your career, you’re still getting a lot of attention, both favorable and critical. How do you feel about your enduring celebrity status? Lance Sheary:  I don’t much notice the praise; most who speak sympathetically about me don’t seem to ...

Can the Same Thing Again Come as a Surprise?

by Grubby I am in general in favor of repeating myself, and it seems to me that as a blogger I have a special license to do so. So although I have said it before, this will not prevent me from remarking again here that echo says the impossible. But let me also go a little further and say that the marvelous phenomenon of refrain ...