This Sunday at 3 pm Eastern on Zoom, we are hosting a poetry reading featuring the Chancellor of the Academy of American Poets and Pulitzer Prize Finalist, Dorianne Laux, and current Pulitzer Prize…| The Night Heron Barks
There is something that happens when the words of a poet find their best reader–Confluence–that meshing of two ‘rivers’; in which one art meets another, and illumination is the result. …| The Night Heron Barks
I am struck by the kind of conversation that takes flight in Laurie Saurborn’s review of Valyntina Grenier’s FEVER DREAM / TAKE HEART. The grounding Saurborn accounts for in GrenierR…| The Night Heron Barks
I was sitting in a NYC bar with Philip F. Clark waiting for a reading of some sort, writing down possible journal names. Wondered if The Night Heron Barks would get us laughed out of the room.| The Night Heron Barks
I suspect editors have their own version of that hypothetical, if they could invite any five people for dinner. I think of poets and poems.| The Night Heron Barks
I woke early this morning to the news that a certain Republican senator had tweeted last night his intention to vote against witnesses in the impeachment trial. Trying to push down a sense of anger…| The Night Heron Barks
after the left hook of Gustavo Hernandez’ poem title hits you, the right cross of his dedication leaves its mark. You tap play to hear the sure tenor of him read Across the Southwest our Moth…| The Night Heron Barks
I once found myself in a little town, outside Salerno, Italy, called Castelnuovo. It was a mountain village that had been altered by the earthquake. Farmland changed, rivers diverted. What remains …| The Night Heron Barks
I took up residence in the Toronto airport once. The reasons are a long story and not the one I’m telling. Toronto has two airports. This was the one all in glass. They had a sushi bar that also se…| The Night Heron Barks
Reasons to read are to witness and be transformed. And I am, as Claeys traces the energies of Goepfert’s lines pushing along currents volcanic and riparian, protean in generation and decay.| The Night Heron Barks
