(New York, NY: New York Review Books, 2017) There is a bitter pleasure to encountering the work of a “new” poet – enjoying and even loving their work – only to learn that the poet is deceased. The poems then … Continued
(New York, NY: New York Review Books, 2015) I love eavesdropping. Who doesn’t? It may be a guilty pleasure, but as far as vices go there are plenty worse to choose from. There’s something so fascinating about sitting in a public … Continued
(The Rim of Morning: Two Tales of Cosmic Horror. New York, NY: New York Review Books, 2015) In the early 1930s, physicists discovered something in nature that, even now, seems to me to be completely absurd. They called their discovery … Continued