by Cynthia Newberry Martin | May 30, 2011 | craft of writing, mfa, poetry |
In 1999, my first writing workshop: Napa Valley Writers’ Conference. Yes, in the Napa Valley. St. Helena. Mark Doty was there. David Lehman. Jane Hirshfield. Richard Bausch. (I always get him and his brother confused, never remembering which one it is I met....
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | May 18, 2011 | poetry, shapes, stories |
Inch. Do you know this tiny journal? I discovered it at AWP. Small. Gray. Thin. Tiny poems. Tiny fiction. A single issue costs $1. Bull City Press publishes 4 issues a year. Ross White is the Editor, and guess what? Robin Black is the Fiction Editor. I didn’t...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Feb 24, 2011 | craft of writing, essays, memory, poetry, stories |
One I’d heard of before. Three I hadn’t. Some were free at AWP; some were not. In each one, I found something that made me glad I’d lugged it home–either connecting with the words of writers I didn’t know or finding new poems and stories...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Feb 18, 2011 | poetry, reviews |
The Contrary Blog–the blog of unpopular discontent–is up and running. Click over and take a look at this new voice on the internet, the brainchild of Jeff McMahon, Contrary’s Editor. It’s a multi-author blog, anchored by David Alm. Its focus is...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Jan 25, 2011 | poetry, provincetown |
I first heard of the poet Cornelius Eady on Monday, June 18, 2007, at the Fine Arts Center in Provincetown. It was the first day of a fiction workshop with Pam Houston. We were upstairs, sitting around a table, and Pam opened the workshop by reading us a poem…...
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Nov 25, 2010 | poetry, the day |
from the archives: november 27, 2008 Jane Hirshfield writes: Having eaten the pears. Having eaten the black figs, the white figs. Eaten the apples. Table be strewn. Table be strewn with stems, table with peelings of grapefruit and pleasure. Table be...
