Nat has a habit when we’re in a waiting room. He will solve a cube and then hand it to me to scramble. It doesn’t matter what I’m doing – reading a book or magazine, playing on my iPad, writing a chapter of my next book or a blog post – regularly a cube will appear on my lap waiting to be solved. 117 more words
I'm sure all my poet friends will want to read this interview with Tara Betts - and read her new chapbook 7x7 kwansabas.