The weeks at Civitella have enriched me in unimaginable ways, providing me with the space to assess my practice in one of the most special international artist’s residencies and in the company of wonderfully talented peers. A truly unique experience!...
Talking with Frank O’Hara “Frank,” I say, “the dead, those doorstops, are fine by me,” and turn the gas so low my poem almost gutters out. Still, in the landscape, a red flame glints – a fleck of flesh. “But poetry is zippy,” Frank exclaims. “What is it with you and...
Rich with grace from the minute I arrived. The invitation came to me out of the blue: I still don’t know whonominated me. Maybe it’s best that way: anonymous grace. The timing was uncanny. For the last fifteen years I have been working on a prose...
