George V. Higgins created a style that was at first revelatory, then degenerated into a tic at the end of his career.
Wherever Robert Hass is, the poet drinks in (and reports to us) the details of place and human activity.
Perhaps the book’s most impressive accomplishment is to make a kind of systematic case for Leonard Bernstein’s larger compositional output.
From the first page of Martha Ackmann’s new book on Emily Dickinson, you know you’re reading something entirely different.
There’s a funny, parabolic quality to the emotional weather in Weather — amidst all the unsettling harbingers, the sensation of being in end times, there is still love.
Carolynn Kingyens’s debut book of poems, Before the Big Bang Makes a Sound, reminds us of our everyday struggles.
Strange Hotel focuses on a woman’s life in middle age, suspended between the hollow satisfactions of memory and anxiety about the future.
Gish Jen’s new novel asks, Is ambition worthwhile in a world without justice?
A victim Adrienne Miller is most certainly not: the self-portrait that emerges in her pages is of an accomplished, wise, wittily self-deprecating author of her own destiny.
Lawrence Joseph makes the case that representing violence in verse is necessary because of poetry’s value as art: to concisely capture these deadly events.