March 25, 2019
The last couple years I've been running a closed group on Facebook for NaPoWriMo. I provided prompts for the month for anyone who wanted them, and we'd post about our progress (without clogging the feed with our actual poems). Last year's group had 179 members, the yea...
December 9, 2018
The first sighting was on Sarah James' blog, with these good words: "The poems in Carrie Etter’s The Weather in Normal (Seren) are powerful compressions, beautifully whittled onto the page, where the white space allows each line to unfold to way more than its literal s...
November 13, 2018
I was a little surprised and honored to be asked to do two interviews focusing on my short fiction pamphlet, Hometown (V. Press, 2016) by students at two universities: two undergraduate students at Lee University in Tennessee for the Speaking of Marvels blog; and Lee W...
July 23, 2018
This weekend I attended my first Flash Fiction Festival in Bristol. The festival was founded and organised by Jude Higgins with much assistance from fellow author Diane Simmons and a band of volunteers.
The festival began with relaxed arrivals with people checking into...
March 13, 2018
I love the AWP Bookfair. I always learn of presses I hadn't heard of before, I see editors who've published my work, and I encounter new writers and their work. I purchased half of these, while the others were gifts or on offer for free (the latter only applies to the...
January 30, 2018
Favourite passages from Michelle's last book following her death from cancer last year:
Beneath
a spread of...
January 21, 2018
at times when
only the void stood between us we got
all the way to each other.
end of 'So many constellations'
A nothing
we were, are, shall
remain, flowering:
from 'Psalm'
As one speaks to stone, like
you,
from the chasm, from
a home become a
sister to me, hurled
towards me, you,
...
January 17, 2018
It seemed time to return to Paul Celan's work, and I couldn't find my previous edition of his poems, so I purchased this one, as it was also translated by the late Michael Hamburger.
The monks with hairy fingers opened the book: September.
Now Jason pelts with snow the...
December 22, 2017
I think today marks the latest in December I've ever decorated our Christmas tree. My mother often bought me ornaments as presents, and sometime in the late 90s, when I was living in southern California, I began buying us matching ornaments, one for my tree in Californ...
December 19, 2017
More fine passages from this splendid collection:
...the sound of the first cicada
now fitfully cutting
the silence of dawn.
Words wanted
beyond what they are--...