Posts Tagged "The Devil’s Child"

My Wobbly Bicycle, 132

Posted by on Feb 22, 2017 in Archive | 2 comments

My Wobbly Bicycle, 132

Have you ever shared a standard-size mattress? They used to be, well, standard. In this poem, we’d just moved from our almost-cottage-sized house on the Elk River in Maryland back across the state line into Delaware. Bigger house, bigger bed. Sinfully big.   Buying The King-Sized Bed   I am already thinking of rolling around that expanse, tossing a leg without entangling. The way I am, though, I see all the possibilities for loss. I see us pillowed and billowed, supported in exactly the right hollows by ergonomically designed, pocketed coils, while beneath it all, the pea under a...

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The Case of the “Dead” Brother, Part 2

Posted by on Aug 29, 2012 in Archive | 4 comments

The Case of the “Dead” Brother, Part 2

Here is the Chinese symbol for truth. Here’s more about “truth” in nonfiction and poetry: as I think about it now, it’s really poetry I’m concerned with. When nonfiction posits an “I,” we read with a measure of suspended disbelief. We believe the writer’s trying for the truth of the situation, but that there may be some invented dialogue, some stretched and conflated scenes. In memoir—in my own memoir—I’ve done that: combined elements to make a single moment that was probably several different ones. Who knows for sure? My memory isn’t that accurate. If I ask my...

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Writing Horrible Things, Part I

Posted by on Apr 11, 2012 in Archive | 4 comments

Writing Horrible Things, Part I

Carnegie Mellon University Press has just informed me that they’re shifting their distribution from Cornell University Press to The University Press of New England, and that their authors can either buy their stored books or the books will be destroyed. I have just bought what’s left of The Devil’s Child and The Women Who Loved Elvis All Their Lives. The Devil’s Child Carnegie-Mellon University Press 1998 “This dark, ambitious narrative full of voices, echoes and whispers of anguish is deftly plotted and carefully crafted. Here is a challenging poetry of action and remembrance and...

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