Archive for May, 2010













Dear summer: I’m finally going camping! I got my paycheck and I’m going to end up spending it poorly. My friends Austin, Barry, Aaron, and Alex (who, by the way, is home from the Marines) are all going to Van Buren State Park in South Haven to act like woodland creatures. The place isn’t all that rustic, but at this time of year, there are virtually no campers in the back section of the campground. So naturally, we reserved a spot all the way out there so we can be loud and gross and all dat. It’s going to be a good time.

One of these days, though, I’d like to camp out there somewhere by myself. Get some self-reflection time in (if you could call it that). Maybe I’ll do that soon. I’ve got a pile of books to read and a few empty notebooks to fill. Any way, I should get going. Thank you for the weather, summer. I’m glad you’ve come out of your shell. Atleast for a little bit.

The birds are wild today.

I’ve just recently finished The Rose Metal Press Field Guide to Prose Poetry and I must say, I really enjoyed it. It wasn’t what I originally expected, but I guess I didn’t know what to expect in the first place. The anthology is essentially a collection of essays written by poets, each discussing their sentiments toward the “prose poem,” or rather, the boundaries (if any) between prose and poetry. The most entertaining/interesting feature of the book, however, was it’s utter brilliance of poetic color and texture. (Overly dramatic, I know, but bear with me.) Each essay was basically a prose poem in itself; a perfect line could be drawn between the voices in the authors’ featured poems and their corresponding essays, and vice versa. And, and, and. C’est beau.

The field guide is unique, and maybe that’s the appeal. Either way, if you’re curious: peek your head in.

Find it here.

Photo credit: Mattew Bender, UAC

Caesar said nothing and merely pulled his toga over his head when he saw Brutus among the conspirators.