Guest blog post: In praise of Joan Mitchell, by Tamar Yoseloff

Joan Mitchell looks to be the only artist of her generation, man or woman, who produced a big, abstract, painterly … More

A few days

The afternoon was drawing to a close when I knew I had hit the wall. On its own terms there … More

After Reading Tu Fu, I Go Outside to the Dwarf Orchard East of me, west of me, full summer. … More

Let’s love today, the what we have now, this day, not today or tomorrow or yesterday, but this passing moment, … More

What I want is to – to be present. That’s what I’ve learned. I want to strive for presence, now, … More

Locus Scolus: The New York School of Poets is a thing of wonder and beauty. Named after a 1914 French novel by Raymond … More

June 30, 1974for Jane and Joe HazanLet me tell youthat this weekend Sundaymorning in the countryfills my soulwith tranquil joy:the … More

James Schuyler is back from the dead with the lovely “Other Flowers” a posthumous book of his unpublished, uncollected poems. … More

Re-reading Steven Waling’s review of Frank O’Hara in The North the other day reminded me of James Schuyler today. Not as famous … More