E-books? E-books!
Guest post by Fan Wu Larry, a retired history professor and a friend, emailed me recently to recommend a book he was reading. “It’s a must-read. I’ll lend it to you after I finish it,” he wrote. Fifteen minutes later, he emailed again. “Sorry, cannot lend it. I forgot
Learning the Taste of Stone
Guest post by Megan Mayhew Bergman Donald Hall is a thing of beauty. I’ve had the pleasure of hearing him speak–seeing him speak–twice at Bennington. The second was in June 2009–six weeks after my first child was born, a week after attending my beloved mother-in-law, Anna’s, memorial service, and
Of Grape Gum and Glass Pens: Practicing Gratitude
Guest post by Aimee Nezhukumatathil And so we have come to the end of summer, Dear Reader. As Fall starts a slow creep here through Western New York, my stint as a blogger for Ploughshares is at its end. I’m so grateful you’ve checked in on me here
Back to School
Guest post by Aimee Nezhukumatathil Dear Reader, As I type this, I can see that the usually quiet streets of my small town are now full and crowded by trucks with mattresses tied to the roofs, the various construction vehicles that peppered campus are slowly disappearing, and our big-box
The Pie Plate: Serving up a Slice of Travel through the Haibun Poetic Form
Guest post by Aimee Nezhukumatathil Dear Reader, I am covered in ice and snow for most of the year. But summers here in Western New York mean a bevy of fresh fruit from any of the local cherry orchards, blueberry fields, or strawberry patches. I live within five
My Meta Blog
Guest post by Bridget Lowe I still remember the first blog I ever saw–it must have been 2000 or so, and my friend Adam had created a place online for his hilarious interpretations of interracial buddy films of the 1980s and ’90s. I was completely enthralled and mystified by
Writing the Requiem Days
Guest post by Aimee Nezhukumatathil Dear Reader, I confess I have not been having very “poetic” impulses lately. I type this from the haze of late-night feedings and though I may think of a line or two during those navy blue colored early mornings, if I don’t get
Staying In, Staying Put
Guest post by Aimee Nezhukumatathil Greetings from the land of popsicles and frozen blueberries! It is blueberry time here in Western NY. My family just returned from our local organic farm (actually called “Blueberry Hill,” how cute is that?) and I have been searching for new recipes to
Lawless Discipline and Other Western Charms
Guest post by Carol Keeley Before caravanning West with a couple of movers–who drove out from the mountains, arrived ripely hung-over, looked at all the boxes of books and 78s, then called local movers to off-load the gig–we lived half a block from a drive-through liquor store. Weeks earlier,
Who Is Your Writing Family?
Guest post by Aimee Nezhukumatathil Reader, I have survived a full two weeks of having a newborn at home. I suppose “survive” is a bit melodramatic for how fast and joy-filled it actually was and in spite of my doubts of all the reassurances from my friends and family