‘This Kind of Man’ Virtual Launch with Jenna Blum
Sean MurphyHow do I love Jenna Blum? Let me count the ways... She's a brilliant writer, full-stop -- itself a ceaseless source of joy and inspiration (for me, for any author).…
Original Fiction via The Good Men Project
Now’s the Time: Until We See the Problem Clearly and Realize It’s Us, Why Should We Expect Anything to Change? “Now’s the Time,” from my forthcoming collection This Kind of Man,…
The Cruelty is the Point: Kristi Noem Edition
Everyone who follows politics, or current events, must have read or heard about this. If not, you unfortunately have to read it to believe it; to fathom that this is…
Like the Dew on Georgia Kudzu: Dickey Betts
A few quick thoughts on the passing of the amazing Dickey Betts. First, let's go to the (permanent) record: if this is the first item on your CV, you're a…
Introducing THIS KIND OF MAN
"She didn’t understand how men could do those things. What things? he asked, and she said, The things men do. Then he nodded. Oh, he said, those things." —Tim O’Brien, The…
1455 PRESENTS: A CONVERSATION WITH SUSAN RICH, AUTHOR OF ‘BLUE ATLAS’
It's a tradition that began last year, and I hope we repeat every year: making sure we properly acknowledge National Poetry Month by celebrating the work of an amazing contemporary…
Introducing “Kinds of Blue”
I am delighted to share that my third poetry collection, Kinds of Blue, is now available! Why Did I Write This Book?My work is as political as ever, but I seldom write…
Original Poem: Contraband
I think after almost 40 years the statute of limitations expires for petit larceny (petty, too). I'm not proud of "liberating" that dessert, but it inspired this poem that imagines…
Original Poem: Our Mothers, Whose Art is Heaven
This cycle of poems deals with “mommy issues” in, hopefully, all the right ways and for all the right reasons! The first of this three-poem cycle is below. Huge gratitude,…
Original Poem: Impermanence
I’ve written about my mother often, for all the right reasons (I love her, I cherish her memory, she’s a vital part of my ongoing existence, etc.), and I find…