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"For what is a poem but a hazardous attempt at self-understanding: it is the deepest..."

“For what is a poem but a hazardous attempt at self-understanding: it is the deepest part of autobiography.”

– Robert Penn Warren, writer, novelist, poet, literary critic



I need to be obsessed when I write. I’m talking about forgetting to eat and sleep, about not knowing how to interact with people. 943 more words


Idle Speculation

A former housemate of mine, James Paul Rice, has a historical novel coming out next year based on the 1822 Denmark Vesey uprising. Being a native of the Lowcountry of South Carolina, I was somewhat familiar with Denmark Vesey, but he came absolutely alive for me as I read Mr. 587 more words


MacDonald, Tey, Waugh, and Warren for your Pleasure

The book I’m reading on fiction-writing (Writing Fiction, from the Gotham Writers’ Workshop, which is wonderful so far) cautions against getting too enamored of your own writing: “Be particularly careful of language that’s so beautiful you notice it just for that.   630 more words

on poetry

“I longed to know the world’s name.”
Robert Penn Warren
(April 24, 1905 – September 15, 1989)
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Major Jackson: A Mystifying Silence -- Big and Black

Nigger, your breed ain’t metaphysical.

—Robert Penn Warren, “Pondy Woods”

Beginning in earnest his long and preeminent literary career in the 1930s, it is safe to say poet and novelist Robert Penn Warren never envisioned a black readership, then or today. 1,764 more words

Opinion Leaders

Favorite books from March

I read a lot of very enjoyable things in March. Particular favorites from the past month:

A Joy of Gardening, Vita Sackville-West. Utterly charming in every way! 297 more words