tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83999778303461234292011-08-14T12:15:46.128-07:00SBPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10470939042447219044noreply@blogger.comBlogger171100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399977830346123429.post-40343490506799991102010-11-16T16:48:00.000-08:002010-11-16T16:55:52.850-08:00<object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s5dUZK36Os4?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s5dUZK36Os4?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399977830346123429-4034349050679999110?l=youwillneverworkinthistownagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SBPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10470939042447219044noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399977830346123429.post-6191658034857235032010-10-27T22:38:00.000-07:002010-10-27T22:57:38.140-07:00Grampa's forever a pirate, and Stephin Merritt <br />could be the Gordon Lish of modern music if<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399977830346123429-619165803485723503?l=youwillneverworkinthistownagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SBPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10470939042447219044noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399977830346123429.post-5219349707786431772010-05-13T12:40:00.000-07:002010-10-27T22:38:51.349-07:00Last Friday's blackout ordered:<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Partial List of People to Bleach</span>, by Gary Lutz<br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Scary, No Scary</span>, by Zachary Schomburg<br /><span style="font-style:italic;">The Collected Stories</span>, by Amy Hempel<br /><br />All arrived today. A gift not remembered to myself. <br /><br />Better than raspberry chocolate-chip in a chocolate coconut waffle cone.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399977830346123429-521934970778643177?l=youwillneverworkinthistownagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SBPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10470939042447219044noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399977830346123429.post-87368942054543732332010-05-07T05:31:00.000-07:002010-05-07T05:41:04.608-07:00<div>I have an interview with the lovely Jennifer Davis over <a href="http://www.paperdarts.org/interviews/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">here</span></a>. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399977830346123429-8736894205454373233?l=youwillneverworkinthistownagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SBPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10470939042447219044noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399977830346123429.post-22378444616917655122010-04-03T23:10:00.000-07:002010-05-16T19:54:11.534-07:00Poppunk in a previous heart, life is why I love you<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P3vd6lL_uec&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P3vd6lL_uec&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399977830346123429-2237844461691765512?l=youwillneverworkinthistownagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SBPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10470939042447219044noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399977830346123429.post-3985642358511696212010-02-28T07:54:00.000-08:002010-10-27T22:44:45.605-07:00Reading <i>I Is To Vorticism </i>is like opening the door and finding a dozen seal pups limned in foxfire. "I'm Ben Mirov," they belch, before melting into snakes, then scarves, then little phosphorescent puddles. The puddles hiccup into crows, burst into night. A girl appears with horsemint, currants, and a garibaldi in a mason jar. "Drink," she says. You do. Night crumbles down to crows, and the crows collapse into puddles. In your right hand is an eyeball. In your left hand is a snowstorm. The eyeball is staring at you. "I'm Ben Mirov," it barks.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399977830346123429-398564235851169621?l=youwillneverworkinthistownagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SBPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10470939042447219044noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399977830346123429.post-37852466378638857732010-02-18T06:09:00.000-08:002010-02-18T11:42:12.885-08:00D'ya know about s<i>lingshot litareview</i>? Cast your hooded gaze <a href="http://litareview.com/slingshot/">East</a>, my dears, into the briny daggers of the awful sun! For barracudas will bury thy spleen beneath the gourd, and slurp thy carp for supper.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399977830346123429-3785246637863885773?l=youwillneverworkinthistownagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SBPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10470939042447219044noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399977830346123429.post-62038129252197309852010-02-17T20:20:00.000-08:002010-02-17T21:08:26.513-08:00<div><i>Are You There God? It's Me, Whitney Houston</i>,<i> </i>by Brad Liening</div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>"Armed with a telephone and a purse full of Kierkegaard, Whitney Houston lurks Brad Liening like the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man blasted on amobarbital. W/ Bobby Brown as King Lear." --Austin Pye</div><div><i> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"> </span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <!--EndFragment--> </i></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399977830346123429-6203812925219730985?l=youwillneverworkinthistownagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SBPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10470939042447219044noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399977830346123429.post-81718160290662439572010-01-28T09:46:00.000-08:002010-01-28T14:36:50.426-08:00<div>Unemployment has its benefits, namely, opportunities to enter contests such as <a href="http://htmlgiant.com/contests/25200/">this</a>.</div><div><br /></div><div>Meatloaf, mayonnaise, and onions, of course, though memory coddles the first:</div><div><br /></div><div><i>Orange roughy. My parents crammed that shit into my mouth as if they had some kind of bet between the two of them</i>.</div><div><br /></div><div>But it paid off, because in exchange for a lifelong revulsion toward fish, I receive a copy of Molly Gaudry's <i>We Take Me Apart. </i></div><br /><div>Many thanks to Brad Green, htmlgiant, and the kind folks at Mud Luscious Press. Find them <a href="http://elevatetheordinary.blogspot.com/">here</a>, <a href="http://htmlgiant.com/">here</a>, and <a href="http://www.mudlusciouspress.com/">here</a>. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399977830346123429-8171816029066243957?l=youwillneverworkinthistownagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SBPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10470939042447219044noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399977830346123429.post-31807759367987084232010-01-25T21:19:00.000-08:002010-01-28T10:47:41.476-08:00And so will <a href="http://fortunatosalazar.blogspot.com/">Fortunato Salazar</a>.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399977830346123429-3180775936798708423?l=youwillneverworkinthistownagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SBPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10470939042447219044noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399977830346123429.post-90582736729530667092010-01-24T19:20:00.000-08:002010-01-24T19:29:37.350-08:00<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Going Wrong</span></b><div><b>By Jack Gilbert</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div>The fish are dreadful. They are brought up</div><div>the mountain in the dawn most days, beautiful</div><div>and alien and cold from night under the sea,</div><div>the grand rooms fading from their flat eyes.</div><div><i>Soft machinery of the dark, </i>the man thinks,</div><div>washing them. "What can you know of my machinery!"</div><div>demands the Lord. <i>Sure</i>, the man says quietly</div><div>and cuts into them, laying back the dozen struts,</div><div>getting to the muck of something terrible.</div><div>The Lord insists: "You are the one who chooses</div><div>to live this way. I build cities where things</div><div>are human. I make Tuscany and you go to live</div><div>with rocks and silence." The man washes away</div><div>the blood and arranges the fish on a big plate.</div><div>Starts the onions in the hot olive oil and puts</div><div>in peppers. "You have lived all year without women."</div><div>He takes out everything and puts in the fish.</div><div>"No one knows where you are. People forget you.</div><div>You are vain and stubborn." The man slices</div><div>tomatoes and lemons. Takes out the fish</div><div>and scrambles eggs. <i>I am not stubborn</i>, he thinks,</div><div>laying all of it on the table in the courtyard</div><div>full of early sun, shadows of swallows flying</div><div>on the food. <i>Not stubborn</i>, <i>just greedy</i>. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399977830346123429-9058273672953066709?l=youwillneverworkinthistownagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SBPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10470939042447219044noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399977830346123429.post-75975833095643773242010-01-17T20:43:00.000-08:002010-02-17T20:36:10.682-08:00"Nick Demske is a Quetzalcoatl Berryman." --Austin Pye<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399977830346123429-7597583309564377324?l=youwillneverworkinthistownagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SBPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10470939042447219044noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399977830346123429.post-12801557679297903382010-01-12T06:17:00.000-08:002010-01-28T09:43:04.691-08:001. Padgett Powell, <i>The Interrogative Mood</i><div>2. Dobby Gibson, <i>Skirmish</i></div><div>3. Brian Evenson, <i>Fugue State</i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399977830346123429-1280155767929790338?l=youwillneverworkinthistownagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SBPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10470939042447219044noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399977830346123429.post-24519075276909771392010-01-07T11:54:00.000-08:002010-01-07T19:22:15.193-08:00Paul Gruchow, <i>Grass Roots</i><div>Bolano, <i>Savage Detectives</i></div><div>Cormac McCarthy, <i>Blood Meridian</i></div><div>Borges, <i>Labyrinths</i></div><div>Borges, <i>Dream Tigers</i></div><div>Wendell Berry, <i>Farming: A Handbook</i></div><div>Denis Johnson, <i>Jesus' Son</i></div><div>Denis Johnson, <i>Angels</i></div><div>Richard Yates, <i>Revolutionary Road</i></div><div>Katie Ford, <i>Colosseum</i></div><div>Larry Watson, <i>Montana 1948</i></div><div>Ted Kooser, <i>Delights and Shadows</i></div><div>Bill Holm, <i>Eccentric Islands</i></div><div>Alex Lemon, <i>Hallelujah Blackout</i></div><div>Henry Miller, <i>Black Spring</i></div><div>Kenneth Patchen, <i>Aflame and Afun of Walking Faces</i></div><div>E.E. Cummings, <i>95 Poems</i></div><div>Charles Simic, <i>The World Doesn't End</i></div><div>Tobias Wolff, <i>Midnight in the Garden of the North American Martyrs</i></div><div>William Carlos Williams, <i>Collected Poems</i></div><div>Charles Simic, <i>Night Picnic</i></div><div>John Darnielle, <i>Master of Reality</i></div><div>Cervantes, <i>Don Quixote</i></div><div>Stephen Elliott, <i>My Girlfriend Comes to the City and Beats Me Up</i></div><div>James Joyce, <i>Ulysses</i></div><div>William Gay, <i>Provinces of Night</i></div><div>Barry Hannah, <i>Ray</i></div><div>Breece D'J Pancake, <i>The Collected Stories of Breece D'J Pancake</i></div><div>Larry Brown, <i>Father and Son</i></div><div>David Treuer, <i>The Hiawatha</i></div><div>David Treuer, <i>The Translation of Dr Appelles</i></div><div>Laurie Foos, <i>Portrait of the Walrus as a Young Artist</i></div><div>Charles Simic, <i>Walking the Black Dog</i></div><div>Franz Wright, <i>The Beforelife</i></div><div>Henri Cole, <i>Blackbird and Wolf</i></div><div>Denis Johnson, <i>Incognito Lounge</i></div><div>Denis Johnson, <i>The Veil</i></div><div>Matthea Harvey, <i>Pity the Bathtub its Forced Embrace of the Human Form</i></div><div>Larry Brown, <i>Dirty Work</i></div><div>Larry Brown, <i>Facing the Music</i></div><div>James Armstrong, <i>Blue Lash</i></div><div>Joe Wenderoth, <i>No Real Light</i></div><div>Tolstoy, <i>War and Peace</i></div><div>Alison Hagy, <i>Graveyard of the Atlantic</i></div><div>Frank O'Hara, <i>The Collected Poems of Frank O'Hara</i></div><div>Claudia Rankin, <i>Don't Let Me Be Lonely</i></div><div>Elain Equi, <i>Ripple Effect</i></div><div>David Foster Wallace, <i>Infinite Jest</i></div><div>Daniel Handler, <i>Adverbs</i></div><div>Matthea Harvey, <i>Sad Little Breathing Machine</i></div><div>Tess Gallagher, <i>Instructions to the Double</i></div><div>Matthew Eck, <i>The Farther Shore</i></div><div>Paul Gruchow, <i>Boundary Waters</i></div><div>Will Weaver, <i>Sweet Land</i></div><div>Eamon Grennan, <i>As If It Matters</i></div><div>Ethan Canin, <i>Emperor of the Air</i></div><div>Edward Abbey, <i>Postcards from Ed</i></div><div>Edward Abbey, <i>A Voice Crying in the Wilderness</i></div><div>Jane Kenyon, <i>Otherwise</i></div><div>Tim Tharp, <i>Falling Dark</i></div><div>Jordan Ellenberg, <i>The Grasshopper King</i></div><div>Paul Gruchow, <i>The Necessity of Empty Places</i></div><div>Matthea Harvey, <i>Modern Times</i></div><div>Percival Everett, <i>Glyph</i></div><div>Linda Gregg, <i>Sacraments of Desire</i></div><div>Jeffrey Yang, <i>An Aquarium</i></div><div>Tony Hoagland, <i>Donkey Gospel</i></div><div>W.P. Kinsella, <i>The Alligator Report</i></div><div>Russel Edson, <i>The Song of Percival Peacock</i></div><div>Elizabeth Alexander, <i>Body of Life</i></div><div>Gilbert Sorrentino, <i>Lunar Follies</i></div><div>Percival Everett, <i>Big Picture</i></div><div>Per Patterson, <i>Out Stealing Horses</i></div><div>Gary Amdahl, <i>Visigoth: Stories</i></div><div>Seth Kantner, <i>Ordinary Wolves</i></div><div>Eleizabeth Alexander, <i>The Venus Hottentot</i></div><div>Eamon Grennan, <i>So It Goes</i></div><div>George Rabasa, <i>Glass Houses</i></div><div>Jason Shinder, <i>Among Women</i></div><div>Dana Giola, <i>Can Poetry Matter?</i></div><div>Seth Kantner, <i>Ordinary Wolves</i></div><div>Tomas Transtromer and Roberty Bly, <i>The Half-Finished Heaven</i></div><div>Nick Flynn, <i>Some Ether</i></div><div>Mike Melman, <i>The Quiet Hours</i></div><div>Bill Holm, <i>The Heart Can Be Filled Anywhere On Earth</i></div><div>Cris Mazza, <i>How to Leave a Country</i></div><div>Nick Flynn, <i>Another Bullshit Night in Suck City</i></div><div>David Rivard, <i>Wise Poison</i></div><div>Samuel Charters, <i>Elvis Presley Calls His Mother After the Ed Sullivan Show</i></div><div>Katie Ford, <i>Deposition</i></div><div>D.A. Powell, <i>Chronic</i></div><div>Richard Yates, <i>The Easter Parade</i></div><div>Ted Kooser, <i>Valentines</i></div><div>Weldon Kees, <i>Collected Poems</i></div><div>Albert Goldbarth, <i>To Be Read in 500 Years</i></div><div>Albert Goldbarth, <i>Budget Travel Through Space and Time</i></div><div>Pamela Ditchoff, <i>The Mirror of Monsters and Prodigies</i></div><div>Frank Manley, <i>The Cockfighter</i></div><div>Ray Gonzalez, <i>Consideration of the Guitar</i></div><div>Gilbert Sorrentino, <i>Little Casino</i></div><div>Ai, <i>Sin</i></div><div>Ai, <i>Dread</i></div><div>Paul Gruchow, <i>Journal of a Prairie Year</i></div><div>Bill Holm, <i>The Music of Failure</i></div><div>Bill Holm, <i>Coming Home Crazy</i></div><div>Lorca, <i>Songs and Ballads</i></div><div>Anthony Doerr, <i>The Shell Collector</i></div><div>D.A. Powell, <i>Lunch</i></div><div>Ted Kooser, <i>The Blizzard Voices</i></div><div>David Carr, <i>The Night of the Gun</i></div><div>Eirann Lorsung, <i>Music for Landing Planes By</i></div><div>Stephen Dixon, <i>Sleep</i></div><div>Carl Phillips, <i>Pastoral</i></div><div>Carl Phillips, <i>Cortege</i></div><div>B. Traven, <i>The Treasure of the Sierra Madre</i></div><div>Eleni Sikelianos, <i>Body Clock</i></div><div>Franz Wright, <i>Walking to Martha's Vineyard</i></div><div>Nancy Lord, <i>The Man Who Swam with Beavers</i></div><div>Richard Yates, <i>Eleven Kinds of Loneliness</i></div><div>Salvatore Scibona, <i>The End</i></div><div>Edward Hoagland, <i>Red Wolves and Black Bears</i></div><div>Don Paterson, <i>Landing Light</i></div><div>Samuel Beckett, <i>Molloy</i></div><div>Samuel Beckett, <i>Malone Dies</i></div><div>Samuel Beckett, <i>The Unnameable</i></div><div>Nelson Algren, <i>A Walk on the Wild Side</i></div><div>Bill Holm, <i>Boxelder Variations</i></div><div>Jim Moore, <i>Lightning at Dinner</i></div><div>Samuel Beckett, <i>More Pricks than Kicks</i></div><div>Fanny Howe, <i>Eggs</i></div><div>Tony Hoagland, <i>What Narcissism Means to Me</i></div><div>Rick Moody, <i>The Black Veil</i></div><div>Cid Corman, <i>And the Word</i></div><div>Leslie Adrienne Miller, <i>Eat Quite Everything You See</i></div><div>Ron Padgett, <i>Great Balls of Fire</i></div><div>Michael Scholnick, <i>Clinch</i></div><div>Tory Dent, HIV, <i>Mon Amour</i></div><div>Jim Moore, <i>The Freedom of History</i></div><div>Brigit Pegeen Kelly, <i>Song</i></div><div>Brigit Pegeen Kelly, <i>The Orchard</i></div><div>Vijay Seshadri, <i>The Long Meadow</i></div><div>Nabokov, <i>Ada</i></div><div>Brenda Hillman, <i>White Dress</i></div><div>George Saunders, <i>Civilwarland in Bad Decline</i></div><div>Peter Hauri and Shirley Linde, <i>No More Sleepless Nights</i></div><div>Stephen Elliott, <i>Happy Baby</i></div><div>Zadie Smith, <i>White Teeth</i></div><div>Chekhov, <i>Stories</i></div><div>Daniel Slager, <i>Fiction on a Stick</i></div><div>Tracy K. Smith, <i>The Body's Question</i></div><div>Rick Bass, <i>The Hermit's Story</i></div><div>Ted Kooser, <i>The Poetry Home Repair Manual</i></div><div>Aleksandar Hemon, <i>Nowhere Man</i></div><div>Christine Schutt, <i>Nightwork</i></div><div>Christine Schutt, <i>A Day, A Night, Another Day, Summer</i></div><div>Jack Marshall, <i>Sesame</i></div><div>Saskia Hamilton, <i>As For Dream</i></div><div>Leslie Adrienne Miller, <i>T</i><i>he Resurrection Trade</i></div><div>Brian Culhane, <i>The King's Question</i></div><div>Jane Kenyon, <i>The Boat of Quiet Hours</i></div><div>Michael Coffey, <i>87 North</i></div><div>John Caddy, <i>Morning Earth</i></div><div>Jim Moore, <i>The Long Experience of Love</i></div><div>Fred Marchant, <i>Full Moon Boat</i></div><div>Sophie Cabot Black, <i>The Misunderstanding of Nature</i></div><div>Harold Peterson, <i>The Last of the Mountain Men</i></div><div>Catie Rosemurgy, <i>My Favorite Apocalypse</i></div><div>Stephen Elliott, <i>The Adderall Diaries</i></div><div>Donald Hall, <i>Without</i></div><div>Stephen Elliott, <i>A Life Without Consequences</i></div><div>Tracy K. Smith, <i>Duende</i></div><div>Nick Flynn, <i>Blind Huber</i></div><div>Donald Hall, <i>Kicking the Leaves</i></div><div>Donald Hall, <i>The Happy Man</i></div><div>Bill Kushner, <i>In the Hairy Arms of Whitman</i></div><div>Percival Everett, <i>Suder</i></div><div>Javier Marias, <i>All Souls</i></div><div>Wayne Miller, <i>Only the Senses Sleep</i></div><div>Wayne Miller, <i>The Book of Props</i></div><div>Donald Hall, <i>The Painted Bed</i></div><div>Joyce Peseroff, <i>The Ploughshares Poetry Reader</i></div><div>Charles Jackson, <i>The Lost Weekend</i></div><div>Antler, <i>Factory</i></div><div>David Foster Wallace, <i>The Broom of the System</i></div><div>Larissa Szporluk, <i>Dark Sky Question</i></div><div>Mary Jo Bang, <i>Elegy</i></div><div>Aleksandar Hemon, <i>The Question of Bruno</i></div><div>Dan Chaon, <i>Fitting Ends</i></div><div>John Ashberry, <i>Some Trees</i></div><div>Linda Pastan, <i>AM/PM</i></div><div>Rebecca Curtis, <i>Twenty Grand</i></div><div>Tomas Transtromer, <i>The Great Enigma</i></div><div>Charles Wright, <i>Appalachia</i></div><div>Charles Wright, <i>Black Zodiac</i></div><div>Ken Kalfus, <i>Thirst</i></div><div>Donald Hall, <i>The One Day</i></div><div>Walter Van Tillburg Clark, <i>The Ox-Bow Incident</i></div><div>E.L. Doctorow, <i>Ragtime</i></div><div>Alex Lemon, <i>Mosquito</i></div><div>Richard Siken, <i>Crush</i></div><div>Lawrence Ferlinghetti, <i>A Coney Island of the Mind</i></div><div>Lydia Davis, <i>Almost No Memory</i></div><div>Dan Chaon, <i>Among the Missing</i></div><div>Maurice Manning, <i>Lawrence Booth's Book of Visions</i></div><div>Lisel Mueller, <i>Private Life</i></div><div>Benjamin Percy, <i>Refresh, Refresh</i></div><div>J.C. Hallman, <i>The Hospital for Bad Poets</i></div><div>Carl Phillips, <i>From the Devotions</i></div><div>Lydia Davis, <i>Break it Down</i></div><div>Craig Arnold, <i>Shells</i></div><div>Landis Everson, <i>Everything Preserved</i></div><div>Cormac McCarthy, <i>Child of God</i></div><div>Bill Holm, <i>The Windows of Brimnes</i></div><div>Stuart Dybek, <i>The Coast of Chicago</i></div><div>Nabokov, <i>The Real Life of Sebastian Knight</i></div><div>Jay Hopler, <i>Green Squall</i></div><div>Hayden Carruth, <i>Scrambled Eggs and Whiskey</i></div><div>Maxine Kumin, <i>Nurture</i></div><div>Maurice Manning, <i>A Companion for Owls</i></div><div><i>The New Young American Poets</i></div><div>Brian Evenson, <i>The Open Curtain</i></div><div>Greil Marcus, <i>Like A Rolling Stone</i></div><div>Mike Young, <i>Mc Oroville's Answering Machine</i></div><div>Ben Lerner, <i>Lichtenberg Figures</i></div><div>Katy Lederer, <i>The Heaven-Sent Leaf</i></div><div>Seth Kantner, <i>Shopping for Porcupine</i></div><div>Charles Simic, <i>The Book of Gods and Devils</i></div><div>Rebecca Wolff, <i>Figment</i></div><div>Padgett Powell, <i>Edisto Revisited</i></div><div>Robert Bly, <i>Morning Poems</i></div><div><i>The Best American Short Stories 2008</i></div><div>Sam Savage, <i>Firmin</i></div><div>Charles Simic, <i>Hotel Insomnia</i></div><div>Marjorie Welish, <i>Word Group</i></div><div>Martha Ronk, <i>Vertigo</i></div><div>Billy Collins, <i>Nine Horses</i></div><div>Patricia Smith, <i>Blood Dazzler</i></div><div>Arthur Sze, <i>Archipelago</i></div><div>Arthur Sze, <i>The Gingko Light</i></div><div>JT Leroy, <i>The Heart is Deceitful Above All Things</i></div><div>Nabokov, <i>Bend Sinister</i></div><div>Lorrie Moore, <i>Self-Help</i></div><div>Alex Lemon, <i>Tremolo</i></div><div>A.M. Homes, <i>Music for Torching</i></div><div>Ted Berrigan, <i>The Sonnets</i></div><div>Ariana Reines, <i>The Cow</i></div><div>Nicholson Baker, <i>The Mezzanine</i></div><div>Nicholson Baker, <i>A Box of Matches</i></div><div>Nicholson Baker, <i>U and I</i></div><div>Chris Martin, <i>American Music</i></div><div>Lorrie Moore, <i>Birds of America</i></div><div><i>Best American Poetry 2004</i></div><div>James White, <i>The Salt Ecstasies</i></div><div>Cate Marvin, <i>The World's Tallest Disaster</i></div><div>Mark Doty, <i>Source</i></div><div>Cynthia Cruz, <i>Ruin</i></div><div>Matt Donovan, <i>Vellum</i></div><div>Ben Lerner, <i>Angle of Yaw</i></div><div>Troy Jollimore, <i>Tom Thomson in Purgatory</i></div><div>Dobby Gibson, <i>Polar</i></div><div>Dobby Gibson, <i>Skirmish</i></div><div><i>Best American Poetry 2006</i></div><div>Bob Hicok, <i>Insomnia Diary</i></div><div>A.M. Homes, <i>Things You Should Know</i></div><div>Nabokov, <i>Despair</i></div><div>Ange Mlinko, <i>Matinees</i></div><div>Lisa Olstein, <i>Lost Alphabet</i></div><div>Aleksandar Hemon, <i>The Lazarus Project</i></div><div>Davis McCombs, <i>Ultima Thule</i></div><div>Brian Evenson, <i>Fugue State</i></div><div>Ben Marcus, <i>Notable American Women</i></div><div>George Saunders, <i>The Braindead Megaphone</i></div><div>Padgett Powell, <i>The Interrogative Mood</i></div><div><br /></div><div>Obviously, I didn't drink enough.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399977830346123429-2451907527690977139?l=youwillneverworkinthistownagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SBPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10470939042447219044noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399977830346123429.post-88611508199897801342009-12-19T20:51:00.000-08:002009-12-19T20:54:14.195-08:00Is D.A. Powell the new T.S. Eliot?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399977830346123429-8861150819989780134?l=youwillneverworkinthistownagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SBPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10470939042447219044noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399977830346123429.post-84276313213144360542009-12-04T19:47:00.000-08:002009-12-04T19:51:03.403-08:00But Phil Elverum is not the Walt Whitman of American indie rock.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399977830346123429-8427631321314436054?l=youwillneverworkinthistownagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SBPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10470939042447219044noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399977830346123429.post-22432601712542542592009-11-16T18:39:00.000-08:002009-12-04T19:47:02.949-08:00Bill Holm is the Paul Bunyan of American literature.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399977830346123429-2243260171254254259?l=youwillneverworkinthistownagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SBPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10470939042447219044noreply@blogger.com0