by Caitlin Maling | Aug 19, 2014
Keats says of poetry “that it should be a friend to man,” and in the warmth and wisdom of Alicia Suskin Ostriker’s fourteenth collection The Old Woman, the Tulip, and the Dog is a true friend. Or rather, in each of the central narrators, three friends: the old woman...
by Caitlin Maling | Dec 14, 2013
Imagine thus the pond: There is a tongue under the water. (Dan Beachy-Quick, “This Nest, Swift Passerine”) The anthology The Arcadia Project: North American Postmodern Pastoral, edited by Joshua Corey and G.C. Waldrep, takes on an ambitious task. Its aim...
by Caitlin Maling | Sep 15, 2013
I won’t mention the urn made of wood, the wooden urn. I won’t mention what this might entail. I won’t mention the noise escaping from the urn. The poems throughout Revolver in the Hive are the “noise / escaping from the urn.” At the center of...
by Caitlin Maling | Jul 26, 2013
The opening poem of Susan Allspaw’s debut collection Little Oblivion, “Swallowing Antarctica,” concludes:...
by Caitlin Maling | May 16, 2013
Reading a recent review by Ange Mlinko’s for The Nation, I was made aware of the fact that the term anthology at root refers to a collection of flowers. Nowhere does this etymology seem more embodied than in the The Ecopoetry Anthology (Eds. Fisher-Wirth and...
