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Six poems by gary lundy—through sights and sounds into observations close and deep.
Six poems by gary lundy—through sights and sounds into observations close and deep.
I am honored to have my chapbook, Breakfast at the End of Capitalism, published by Locofo Chaps, out of Chicago.
Any passage (metaphorically or literally) contains within it its messengers, its struggles, its need for wrestling.
This is my free poetry book for those who ask… So many things to say so many bargain books, books online, bookshops turning into used books, book store-chic nostalgia as the textbooks […]
The Poetry Reading Saturday evening, 29 March 2014, as I scurried about the house preparing to head out to participate in Jerusalism’s Wordplay reading, one of the organizers called me. Lonnie Monka told me that the photographer scheduled to cover the event had to cancel at the last minute. Lonnie […]
Reading I will have the honor of participating in a reading in Tel Aviv with Lois Michal Unger and Karen Alkalay-Gut on 7 July 2013 at 7 pm. The reading is sponsored by the Israel Association of Writers in English (IAWE) to honor books published in the last […]
I’m taking a short rest from posting the experimental writing series for a promotional post. I have two new projects—one decades under development, the other a few days old. Also, while I’m at it, I have a couple of recent publications to mention as well. Call this self-promotion. […]
A Book Review Herod: The Man Who Had To Be King gives life to the complexity and drama of the Middle East—two-thousand years ago—while at the same time providing historical and cultural insights into the continuing struggles of today. Yehuda Shulewitz provides dynamic characters who feel like real […]
Satire: Old and New It helps to know about (or remember) the administration of Richard M. Nixon to laugh out loud as I did while reading Roth’s great 1971 satire skewering Nixon, but it’s not necessary. Our Gang certainly includes details about Nixon (as well as about Spiro […]