Culture Industry

I haven't dropped off the face of the earth, tho I haven't been in this space for a while. Much has been going on, some of it not so...

I have just now finished Richard Sieburth's newish (2010) edition of Pound's New Selected Poems and Translations (New Directions), ...

Just arrived in the mail today, a book that might well serve as doorstop: Helen Carr's The Verse Revolutionaries: Ezra Pound, H. D. and ...

It seems like yesterday, though it was actually half a year ago, that I rejoiced in this here blog-space at reaching the halfway point of T...

So yes, I'm now officially on Spring Break. Which, for those of you who get their impressions of what a university professor does from F...

Any biographer will tell you that the real bummer about reviews of biographies is that reviewers almost never pay attention to the book at h...

A miscellany tonight, as all too often. A week or two ago, enthralled with the density and productive rhythm of Johnson's Rambler essay...

Hey, would whoever shared the Ruskin & Pubic Hair link on Facebook let me know who they are? Just out of curiosity...

I cannot live without books. –Thomas Jefferson We talk of food for the mind, as of food for the body: now a good book contains such food ine...

First things first: when it comes to writing tips, from the very basic hints as to how to get started up to how to organize one's work o...

I too dislike them – endnotes, that is, with continual flipping back & forth between where you're reading & the back of the book...

I've survived the weekend. It began, horrifically, with the girls' school carnival, 2 hours of trudging around in the sun (not awful...

The gradations of a hero's life are from battle to battle, and of an author's from book to book. Success and miscarriage have the sa...

The letter carrier & the UPS person have been dropping off a steady stream of books over the past few days. I finally decided to get ser...

[Robert von Hallberg, eminent retiree ] The lastest Chicago Review is out, & as usual it's both a beautiful artifact and a fascinat...

That time of year is upon us: the semester begins next week, & I'm as usual trembling in my boots (well, sandals) at the prospect. I...

We arrived back from NYC last night, after a purgatorial trip – endless security lines at LaGuardia with our two small children, numerous ca...

Tomorrow P. & I leave for the northeast, & we'll be there almost thru the end of the year, so I don't imagine I'll be do...

I love a post like that last one , or at least the reactions to it – here, read this, read the other... It's like having a real, you kno...

I am not, alas, a romantic, in any sense of the word. I have some friends who are true-blue, dyed-in-the-wool romantics (like Eric) in the ...