To be enfolded in sapphire wings. Surprising.
- He was admired by Pound and Kenneth Burke, and often published his own works (requires bug me not)
- This poem by Alcman, a pre-classical Greek poet, has the quality of immediacy (requires bug me not)
- It’s alleged Hackney bilked would-be writers out of thousands of dollars across the United States
- Geoffrey Hill’s latest collection, Without Title, is a triumph
- Filled with jokes lacking wit, introspection devoid of insight, poetry made of nothing, this is a work frustratingly short on substance
- Birds dart and glide through Mark Roper’s latest collection
