by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Aug 23, 2010 | details, shapes |
In a 1984 Paris Review interview, the writer James Baldwin said the following: I remember standing on a street corner with the black painter Beauford Delaney down in the Village, waiting for the light to change, and he pointed down and said, “Look.” I looked and all I...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Aug 22, 2010 | details |
I painted my toenails orange for June, green for July. They’re sporting yellow polish at the moment. I broke three of my toes growing up–one when I put my bare feet down to stop a swing. My second toes are longer than my big toes, although not by much....
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Aug 18, 2010 | Columbus GA, poetry, the day |
“let me catch sight of you again going over the wall and before the garden is extinct and the woods are figures guttering on a screen let my words find their own places in the silence after the animals” from “Vixen” by W. S....
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Aug 17, 2010 | the day |
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Aug 14, 2010 | continuous life, craft of writing, mfa, stories |
Black Maps, a collection of stories by David Jauss, won the Associated Writing Programs Award for Short Fiction in 1995 (Lorrie Moore/judge). These nine stories–with only one in present tense and the rest in past, and four in third person and five in...
