Carol Muske-Dukes

Mar 19, 2024 | poets.org | Jan Beatty |Carol Muske-Dukes

Find and share the perfect poems. They say I have attachment disorder from years in the orphanage—I say I’m attached to dirt: to the grit  of stones, pulverized metal from  the slag heap, I learned touch from air, I fashioned love from strangers. Your families make no sense to me. My mother’s the 4 barrel of a 409, my heart’s dragstripped from the shredded tires of predators. Go ahead, think of me— throw the red flag down.

Nov 17, 2023 | newsbreak.com | Carol Muske-Dukes

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Nov 17, 2023 | lmtonline.com | Nick Laird |Carol Muske-Dukes

- - - "Theodicy," an early poem in Nick Laird's fifth collection, "Up Late," introduces God - or a version of God - who shadows the book's evolution. Theodicy, a religious philosophy, attempts to answer an ancient question: If God is all-powerful and all good, how can evil and suffering be justified in the world he created?

Nov 16, 2023 | washingtonpost.com | Carol Muske-Dukes

CommentSave“Theodicy,” an early poem in Nick Laird’s fifth collection, “Up Late,” introduces God — or a version of God — who shadows the book’s evolution. Theodicy, a religious philosophy, attempts to answer an ancient question: If God is all-powerful and all good, how can evil and suffering be justified in the world he created?

Sep 12, 2023 | infobae.com | Carol Muske-Dukes

Cuando conocí a Jorie Graham allá por 1980, en una fiesta literaria en algún lugar del Village, ella era estudiante de cine en la Universidad de Nueva York, donde, al pasar un día por una sala de conferencias del campus, escuchó unas palabras que habían cambiado su vida. Escondida al fondo de la sala de conferencias, descubrió, escuchando al crítico M.L. Rosenthal, que había oído la línea final de “La canción de amor de J.