The Leaf is available for purchase!
Friends of the Curator,
The 2019 Leaf is now published and available on our website and, for those outside of the U.S., on Amazon. Compiled and edited by Claudia Lehman, the journal includes some of the poems that we have already published on the Curator, Continue reading . . . “The Leaf is available for purchase!”
Friends,
We are excited to announce that the 2019 Leaf magazine is completed and ready for purchase! It features eighty-some pages of poetry, art, and photography, some of which is reprinted from the Curator, but most of which is published in our journal for the first time. Continue reading . . . “Leaf Magazine Announcement”
This is the third and final essay in our series of studying each others’ poetry.
This week, I am discussing a poem by my friend Obi Martin—“Fixed Song.” In looking for a method by which to dissect the poem, I immediately gave significance to the title, which I think suggests the controlling idea of the poem. Continue reading . . . “The Utterness of Creation”
The order of the next posts has changed slightly, but here is the second in our group of three posts. Next week will be by Lynn Martin.
“Jabbok,” the name of the river that Jacob crossed, and where he wrestled God, means “he will empty.” He will empty of what? He will empty. Continue reading . . . “He Will Empty”
Three adventurous editors here at the Curator have agreed to attempt explicating each others’ work. In cold blood. Today, I do one of Lynn Martin’s, next week Lynn will do one of Obi Martin’s, and then Obi will do one of mine.
On the clock of the year it is high noon and the world is a steady wealth of green and blue and all manner of teeming, trickling life. Continue reading . . . “Snow Temple Summer”
There is still time to sign up for our Literature Camp on August 2nd through 4th! We have some updates to share that we hope will whet your appetites for a good weekend of literature and art. Continue reading . . . “Literature Camp Announcement”
Irrelevant: An Essay for July 4th
It being a national holiday celebrating something like freedom, let us voluntarily take upon ourselves the duties of free citizens, and consider how we should be serving the good of our society. Let us be relevant. Continue reading . . . “Irrelevant: An Essay for July 4th”
The title and beginning line of Dylan Thomas’s poem “And Death Shall Have No Dominion” appears to be an allusion to the apostle Paul’s letter to the Roman church. Continue reading . . . “The Madman and Dominion”
“Like a piece of ice on a hot stove, a poem must writhe on its own meaning.” —Robert Frost
(I got it wrong; he wrote “ride,” not “writhe.” Whatever. Writhing is a livelier form of riding. Continue reading . . . “The Melting of a Poem”
A year ago, I attended a writers’ conference in Washington, DC, with the Hedge Apple Magazine, which I was editing at the time. The cost of the conference covered a free subscription to a magazine of my choice, and I selected American Short Fiction, since I wanted to be more familiar with the fiction that is being published today. Continue reading . . . “On Happy Endings”
