‘I could sit among the velvet blackness forever’

By Gabriella Pounds

Remembering a poet who helped define a generation of American writers through his love of gossip, sex and art 

By Andrew Durbin

Steven Zultanski reviews five wide-ranging new collections that address immigration, love and the cruelties of the internet

By Steven Zultanski

‘History is full of people who just didn’t,’ reads the first line of her riveting opening essay, which also serves as a sort of statement of intent

By Negar Azimi

The poet’s new collection chronicles a father’s succumbing to dementia and a daughter’s attempt to endure

By Harry Thorne

‘Through the doors of underworld rose a mind structured by languages inherited from the dead’

By Forrest Gander
Miranda July (photograph: Elizabeth Weinberg) and Maggie Nelson

5 Carlos Place, Sunday, February 17, 5pm 

‘The poet moves their hips like someone on a tram about to vomit’

By Rebecca Tamás

‘I don’t know how a poet becomes a poet. And I don’t think anyone else does either’

By Glen Baxter

‘Through its transformations and multiple languages, the poem becomes a dark mirror that reflects the missing truth’

By Cecilia Vicuña

The way in which we talk about these accolades tends to hyperbole; artworks are not created in a financial vacuum

By Helen Charman

‘His complex works embody both figurative social realism and mystic spiritual abstraction’

By Lisa Brice