Culture Industry

Harm , Hillary Gravendyk (Omnidawn, 2011) One feels old. The letter carrier today brought Michael Heller's huge and beautifully desig...

Like most people who've read & worked on Ezra Pound, I've always found the economic side of his writings pretty tough going. Sur...

Reading Wells's Tono-Bungay on the iPad, after reading stacks of his science fiction things on my (pre-Touch) Kindle over this past sum...

As of 3.00 pm Friday, I've been on Spring Break. Which means of course beer bongs, foam raves, and general non-stop partying. Not really...

My resolution to jump right back blogging seems to have gone awry. Any way – No, I didn't go to AWP this year. I know I should've go...

I have been a poor blogger. That's not true: in point of fact, for a bit over a month now I haven't been a blogger at all. I hope to...

I am still reeling, & delighted, at the publication of Torture Garden: Naked City Pastorelles , and looking forward to formally launchin...

Dissolves: Terra Lucida IV - VIII , Joseph Donahue (Talisman House, 2012) "Dissolves" is of course a verb, what the Alka-Seltzer d...

So I read the lists of "year's best" whatevers this time of year, & inevitably feel out of it, behind the times, fuddy-dud...

The excellent Brent Cunningham, big cheese at Small Press Distribution out the Bay Area way (god, I remember ordering from that catalogue f...

One of the earliest posts on Culture Industry was a rumination on Robert Creeley after his death in late March 2005. I know he is still mou...

Shortly after I posted that last post, I launched into Fors Clavigera , Volume I, 1 January 1871. And it was grand to revisit the texts of t...

So I've reached a crossroads in my Ruskin reading. After he accepts the Slade Professorship of Art at Oxford in 1870, our man becomes un...

So I read two books the other day. One of them was Ian Hamilton's A Gift Imprisoned: The Poetic Life of Matthew Arnold (Basic Books, 20...

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, which means that the whole dreary spectacle of the end-of-year holidays is upon us. The holidays depress me; they ...

In the Commonwealth, it's Remembrance Day; in France and Belgium, Armistice Day. For some of us, it's Nigel Tufnel Day, remembering ...

So I'm slated to teach Our Fair Department's undergraduate "Intro to Literary Studies" course next year. It's got a bu...

About fourteen months ago, I rejoiced on this blog at reaching the halfway point of a long-term project, a series of short poems that short...

My odyssey thru the Library Edition of Ruskin continues. Yesterday I finished volume XIX, The Cestus of Aglaia and The Queen of the Air, wit...

[The Staunton Blackfriars Playhouse] I wonder if the blog hasn't been languishing lately. Certainly there hasn't been much spare tim...