Here, the message is a short text “whispered” to six artists in March 2020. I don’t know where to begin in telling you how much I love TELEPHONE, Nathan Langston’s dazzling online interpretation of the kids’ game where a message is whispered ear to ear and is distorted and translated in the process. If you’d like to see photos or videos from her journeys, you should definitely follow her Instagram account, You can look forward to photos of wild horses, dolphins, and lovely shorebirds. She’ll be writing a seasonal column for Audubon and is also keeping a journal of her experiences over at the Ranger Tugs website. I’m giddily following along as one of my favorite Vermont writers, Megan Mayhew Bergman, shares her adventures aboard her new boat the Night Heron.
We’d love your help finding a new location for this special event. If you have a barn or building with good ventilation (where we can open the doors), plenty of parking space, and are open to having a gathering on your property in late summer or early fall, please contact us by email or our contact form. Speaking of which… we are seeking a beautiful new venue in the Upper Valley area of New Hampshire and Vermont for Poetry & Pie. We hope to return from this break refreshed and ready to move forward planning new content for our website and working toward having an in-person Poetry & Pie event in the late summer or early fall 2021. Simon will be interviewed by our friend, the writer E. Specifically, look for our list of upcoming June releases and an interview on our blog with the author Simon Van Booy upon the publication of his new novel, Night Came with Many Stars, out from our friends at Godine on June 8. Signposts again, but in broken lines this time: “these / corpses I lay / side by side on / the page to tell you / our present tense / was not too late” -Rebeccaįrom time to time during our break, we may pop in on social media to say hello. Though the subject is, again, grief, it is a joy to be back in the deft, beautiful hands of the poet as he traverses the heartbreaking landscape that so many of us reluctantly call home: the land of lost mothers. How do we organize our thoughts and griefs? By alphabet? By number? By memory? And then, of course, Ocean Vuong’s new collection of poetry, Time is a Mother, joined the conversation.
I’d devoured the first few chapters of Index when Kristin Keane’s An Encyclopedia of Bending Time arrived on my doorstep and I instantly fell in love with this beautiful, sad meditation on grief over the loss of Keane's mother, organized in alphabetical entries, “Absolute Time” through “Zeta.” The two books, though nothing like each other, vibrated on my bedside table in obvious sympathy. Index takes us on a romp through the history of the index in its many forms, from Medieval texts to the “visual index” of Jen Bervin’s The Gorgeous Nothings. Like many of you, I adore a good index (personal trivia: I wrote indexes in a former career), so I was more than excited to read Dennis Duncan’s Index, A History of the.
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