Karen Elizabeth Bishop

SHAPIRO: OK, so you've spent your career creating television without Al, and I could imagine today you thinking, boy, I wish I had had that tool to solve those thorny problems... SIMON: What? SHAPIRO: ...Or saying... SIMON: You imagine that? SHAPIRO: ...Boy, if that had existed, it would have screwed me over. SIMON: I don't think Al can remotely challenge what writers do at a fundamentally creative level. SHAPIRO: But if you're trying to transition from scene five to scene six, and you're stuck with that transition, you could imagine plugging that portion of the script into an Al and say, give me 10 ideas for how to transition this. SIMON: I'd rather put a gun in my mouth.

David Simon, creator of ‘The Wire’, being interviewed by Ari Shapiro (NPR)

Stephen is the greatest. 🔥

Two Poems by Susana Thénon, trans. from the Spanish by Karen Elizabeth Bishop - Tahoma Literary Review from Unrelenting Age (1958) | from Edad sin tregua (1958) Advent Why does it never get to beour handsthe ones that rise up,the ones that proclaim the

Delighted to have two translations of Susana Thénon's work in the latest issue of the Tahoma Literary Review. A gorgeous volume. Thanks so much to @jessicacuello.bsky.social and Jim G for including these poems. 🌿

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Two new poems in the newest issue of @thelincolnreview.bsky.social. These are strange little poems. "le oiseau parts" fits great in the mouth; be sure to read it aloud. So glad this pair landed here. Thanks so much to editors & co. at The Lincoln Review. A beautiful gathering.

Peter Gizzi Pretty Sweety Here there are small animals foraging and content Perhaps this is what's called perhaps love is a small animal foraging content entirely with its mouth there with the ant and the sun and fur This is a strange view sunlight and furlight and a mouth busy with nature a mouth busy with its bloom a mouth blooming loveliness

Thanks so much!

Can you add a link here to your writing about your discovery in the Peabody? Would love to read it. Thanks so much in advance...

Vessels like stranded vessels. we trust a good elsewhere. and commit to uncertainties.

"I crossed / deep on a level elsewhere and / sleigh-bells / bent down"

Three poems by 𝗦𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗵 𝗝. 𝗦𝗹𝗼𝗮𝘁 @sjane.bsky.social in the Spring 2025 issue

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So, so sorry to hear this news...

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Looking really forward to this! 🌿

As parents, we're supposed to remember the first time we did stuff with our kids, but the last time is equally as significant, if not more.

This poem is from Whatever You Do, Just Don't (HappenStance Press, 2023), my second full collection...

Interesting report from the field. I can't say I'm surprised. But I can say I'm relieved...

"We should practice close reading because it is good to read for truth and beauty, and even better without the pressure to instrumentalize this goal for economic ends—a criterion, even a paragon, of human flourishing at least since Aristotle"

Oh, Han, I'm so sorry to hear this. Sending all the love and care right now. 🌱

Some of my favourite independent bookstores for the occasion:

Chaucer's, Santa Barbara
Malaprop's, Asheville
Grolier's, Cambridge
Diesel, Oakland
Pegasus, Berkeley
Moe's, Berkeley
La Fuga, Sevilla
Book Culture, NYC
Book People, Austin
Armchair Books, Edinburgh
Farley's, New Hope

And on the plane! It's my go-to travel podcast! 🔥

DAY OF FOREBODING Great events are about to happen. I have seen migratory birds in unprecedented numbers descend on the coastal plain, picking the margins clean. My bones are a family in their tent huddled over a small fire waiting for the uncertain signal to resume the long march.

Stanley Kunitz

The Elegy Project + the Woodberry Poetry Room look very forward to hosting this event, with guest Peter Gizzi, next Tuesday! See you there!

This lark 🔥

This is high art

​​​ i thought we were trees, shrieking, dense, millenial. but no, we were hands, we were ocean hands, blind, fleeing, ignorant. unknowing we swept seawater into speech, cleaving, the fugitive madness settles, grief a feathered mouth, a mother

"Sometimes the fragment is / a continent that floats, / a proposition, a bloodletting"

Three poems by 𝗞𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗻 𝗘𝗹𝗶𝘇𝗮𝗯𝗲𝘁𝗵 𝗕𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗽 @kebishop.bsky.social in Amsterdam Review

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Happy Publication Day to HanVanderHart's *Larks*!! 🌱I've been looking so forward to reading every bird, every exploit.🧡

Huge congratulations, Han!!! So, so excited to read this!! Tell me it's not too late to ask for a signed copy...;) 🧡🌱

That's great, I was just going to say the same thing...

II Now just the least part of you Can be reached by love, as when The world coming between Causes a crescent moon.

happy birthday James Merrill 🎈

First Fire of the Season Blessed is the word igniting now under the green spitting wood alive with insects. Blessed the names, dissembled, falling, blessed their miraculous erasures. How quickly a nest would burn this evening, the shell- embedded down, the underweavings. How quickly become a fist of fire opening mid-air, plummeting. When I was a child a falling star meant someone’s dying— the terrible luck of knowing seeding the dark, growing like prophesy, as if some distant farmhouse light had gone out for good in the imagination, some bird jumped in its sleep, feeling the dead pull of the migration.

seeding the dark,

Deborah Digges

Ohhh.....hang in there....🧡

New Jersey State Council on the Arts Grants $2 Million to NJ Artists (TRENTON, NJ) -- The New Jersey State Council on the Arts held its first public meeting of 2025 on February 11th, where $2 million was awarded to 216 New Jersey artists through the Council's Individua...

Equal measures grateful and excited to receive such support from the New Jersey State Council on the Arts. And so proud of New Jersey for supporting poetry & the arts so robustly, especially at this moment when so many others are actively trying to silence the arts. #njarts