Douglas Kearney, author of Fear, Some, talks about reading his poems aloud while he writes.
Douglas Kearney, author of Fear, Some, talks about reading his poems aloud while he writes.
Douglas Kearney, author of Fear, Some, talks about form.
Douglas Kearney, author of Fear, Some, talks about why Fishouse visitors should check out the work of Yona Harvey and Amaud Jamaul Johnson.
“I have measured out my life with coffee spoons; I know the voices dying with a dying fall Beneath the music from a farther room. So how should I presume?” The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock T.S. Eliot Men always want things bigger, and he lamented his small hands, fine as ebony sticks alive […]
The small loves are sometimes the best, like falling in love with a man with large hands because he waved them at you across a table, his fingers splayed like faulty dock joists, and all of a sudden you are in a boat mooring up to one of those skeltered poles, one foot over the […]
In a bar somewhere during an ordinary October, a former husband sits with his former wife, and they talk about the son they share. The husband tells her how proud he is of the boy, how great football is: the loyalty to teammates, willingness to work through pain, leadership by men of boys who want […]