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The Anachronist in the Florida Review

(Korcula, Croatia) I am in Europe for a mixture of work–in Ukraine and Germany–and vacation. Meanwhile, the Florida Review has published The Anachronist as a multimedia feature. It begins: The Argument A woman is bound to the stake to be burned: No … Continue reading

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what it looks like to live

She’s all cheekbones, lashes, emotions Conveyed in rapid succession, practiced. Cut to his reaction, the impact on his famous Face, bathed in a warm and flattering light. Then they’re running athletically away, Silhouettes diving before the fireball. This is living. … Continue reading

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Philip, Hannah, and Heinrich: a Play

“[Philip] Roth, who passed away last week, will be spending a lot of time with Arendt now, as he will be buried near her in the Bard College cemetery. According to an anecdote related by Bard’s President, Leon Botstein, Roth … Continue reading

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The Anachronist at the Florida Review

(Washington, DC) I just signed a contract with The Florida Review so that they can re-publish my interactive novel, The Anachronist. It should appear there in July 2018, and it will reside on their digital platform, Aquifer. It also remains, … Continue reading

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echoes

In home movies and fading Polaroids, They look funny, their lapels wide and garish, Their facial hair risible, movements jerky. They look naive–fools, ignorant of what came next. But I report: the grass felt just the same When you raked … Continue reading

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Menemsha, Nov. 2017

The green belly of a wave stretches, tautens Under its own mass–filaments or nerves Of paler green stretching to their limits As the body, relentless, falls forward. But the wave is a hybrid creature, its Sober underside carrying a head … Continue reading

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Glendalough

St Kevin had the gift of talking with beasts. It came naturally to him, a hermit, Living amongst them in his hollow tree In Glendalough, long vale of icy lakes. But just because he and they could converse Doesn’t mean … Continue reading

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Anachronist review

The Anachronist is my interactive novel. Several readers have posted reviews of it on the Interactive Fiction Database. (If I may say so, the one person who gave it a low quantitative rating had a complaint about a technical issue that … Continue reading

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the laughter of the gods

The laughter of the gods is asbestos: Unquenchable. It’s genuine, hearty, Unselfconscious. Wet eyes shut to slits; lungs Heave the mountain air. A shaky finger points To the god who started it off: Nice one. He’d mentioned some mortals’ pratfall … Continue reading

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Mindlessness: A Sonnet

I’m striving to be a little less present. You need the attention of our group. Your anxious eyes, urgent words convey a gripe; They sketch a threat you’re sure is prescient. But I’m counting syllables in my head, Selecting words … Continue reading

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