My publisher interviewed me a while back, and asked some great questions that really got me chatting (during which I apparently dropped a lot of names: Lloyd Alexander, Laurie Anderson, Catullus, Annie Dillard, Jim Harrison, Robyn Hitchcock, Russell Hoban, Bill Holm, Maxine Hong Kingston, John Larroquette, Ursula Le Guin, Will Lyman, Thomas McGrath, Vincent Price, Thomas Pynchon, Henry David Thoreau, JRR Tolkien, Barbara Tuchman, Tom Waits, Virginia Woolf, and Louis Zukofsky).

Read it here.

Last, next.

109: Signs of Spring (Contra Costa Goldfields)
110: Wednesday Blue

Did you miss my book launch at Next Chapter Booksellers last month?

No problem! We held a second book launch online last weekend.

Ana Morel, who has been studying me in captivity and in the wild for over thirty years, hosted the event. She asked me some questions, and we had a nice chat about various and sundry poetry-related topics, and the audience asked some really great questions. And, of course, I read selections from Vessels.

Wait, you missed that, too?

Don’t you fret! We recorded it, and I’ve just posted the video at my brand new Youtube channel.

Tune in here!

Last, next.

108: Vintage
109: Signs of Spring (Contra Costa Goldfields)

Twin Cities folks! Join me at Next Chapter Booksellers, the evening of February 25th, to celebrate the publication of my debut collection of poetry.

Local poet Claire Wahmanholm will be there to talk with me about my book and the process that led to its composition, and we will read bits of it out loud.

Details here.

There will also be an online launch, but I am waiting to finalize the date before announcing anything. One thing I can say, though: it will happen early afternoon CST, so Europe can tune in after dinner, and Aotearoa/NZ & Hawaii can tune in over breakfast.

I’ll be one of the readers at the first NAWP event of the new year. Register here.

Last, next.

107: Shenandoah (Maple)
108: Vintage

When I travelled to NYC last week, I brought Pilgrim at Tinker Creek with me. It had, once, been very important to me but I don’t think I’d pulled off the shelf in thirty years. I wondered how familiar it would seem after so long. I started it on the plane. A few days later, I arrived at this page:

Omigosh, I almost forgot: I wrote a book!

And now there are a few signed copies at Next Chapter on Snelling Avenue in St Paul.

The first review has already appeared for Vessels.

I am not, of course, the intended audience and as such I find the review entirely too generous and effusive. But I do believe it captures well some of my concerns as a poet and, to some extent, my intent for the book.