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What a week! I am still reeling from Robert Archambeaus review of
What a week! I am still reeling from Robert Archambeaus review of my New Poems, a section of his essay about rhyme in contemporary poetry, Inventions ...

Shortly to break in The Battersea Review: Prose Robert
Shortly to break in The Battersea Review: Prose Robert Archambeau reviews T.S. Eliots Letters Vol. I Saskia Hamilton reviews T.S. Eliots Letters Vol...

Some Notes on the Southern Agrarianism of John Crowe
Some Notes on the Southern Agrarianism of John Crowe Ransom John Crowe Ransom reviewing Russell Kirks The Conservative Mind in 1953: The difference b...

Reading Adam Kirsch, Philip Nikolayev, Marjorie Perloff When:
Reading Adam Kirsch, Philip Nikolayev, Marjorie Perloff When: Fri, September 12, 7pm – 9pm Where: Grolier Poetry Book Shop, Plympton Street, Cambrid...

I saw here once, I dont know where I was or whether I dreamed,
I saw here once, I dont know where I was or whether I dreamed, but she was so familiar it was as if in life she spoke to me: You cured my life, and m...

At the designer: The Battersea Review Spring
At the designer: The Battersea Review Spring 2014 Prose 1. Robert Archambeau reviews T.S. Eliots Letters Volume I 2. Saskia Hamilton reviews T.S. E...

Two who have Abandoned Faith Gradually the house across the
Two who have Abandoned Faith Gradually the house across the way grew dimmer and brighter, appreciating the stars, as languidly dropped the words the...

The Hamilton Ode not up to my usual fight, but fighting
The Hamilton Ode not up to my usual fight, but fighting harder. hairs pulling out. deviations. Eliot, wot. Purely literary, or did it die. no sense i...

[Revised.] Gradually the house across the way grew dimmer and
[Revised.] Gradually the house across the way grew dimmer and brighter, appreciating the stars, as languidly dropped the words they would have it say...

Suicide Note Gradually the house across the way grew dimmer
Suicide Note Gradually the house across the way grew dimmer and brighter, appreciating the stars, as languidly dropped the words they would have it s...