Rita Dove: Mother Love, a series of poems that recasts the ancient Greek story of Demeter and Persephone, mainly in sonnets, exploring the cycle of betrayal and regeneration that is at the heart of the classic mother-daughter myth. (Norton)
A monster has risen out of somewhere— its left foot clawed, gripping the earth; the most terrible things coming out of its giant mouth— fire, and at the same time poisonous black spears— for the monster is not of nature entirely. In front of the monster is a figure in black that seems to…
The clothes are black and unstructured this fall, enlivened here and there by what appears to be monastic chic: a crucifix of vaguely Eastern pro- venance, a cowl. My friend, fresh out of drama school, explains to me how starkly medieval woolens were cut: few seams, to spare unraveling,…
Ellie found her son in the school nurse’s office, laid out on a leatherette fainting couch like some child gothic, his shoes off, his arms crossed over his chest, his face turned to the wall. “What’s the deal, Kid Cody?” When he heard her voice, he turned only his head toward her, slowly, as if…
Donald Hall: Principal Products of Portugal, a collection of essays that serves as a tribute to the arts, from sports and poetry to sculpture and trees. (Beacon)
after “Farmhouse in Auvers with Two Figures” Talk about modern. The roof as flat as the sky, as the people. Forget Cézanne. Just look at this. And the shape of the roof: a fish, a car, a revolver. And the bushes like green fire, and the bush which seems to be growing out of the…
What are the sounds that crowd the path And linger above the unmown field? Do you hear? —The winds of heaven are talking In the language of the heart. “June, June,” They say. “June. The lilacs are gone.” Wonderful things are weary of me: The groaning meteors on the August road; The pressed grasses where…
A good man is seized by the police and spirited away. Months later someone brags that he shot him once through the back of the head with a Walther 7.65, and his life ended just there. Those who loved him go on searching the cafés in the Barrio Chino or the bars near the harbor….
Alberto Alvaro Ríos: Pig Cookies and Other Stories, thirteen interrelated tales of a small village in northern Mexico over the course of several decades earlier in this century. (Chronicle)
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