And the cycle draws to a close. After three years of publishing monthly issues, we have decided to end this chapter of LPB as it started, with the stimulus that inspired our very first issue. Re-interpretation, after all, is no different from interpretation. O ye who, in a little boat embarked, / have, fain to listen, followed in the wake / of this my ship, which, singing, ploughs ahead, / go back to see your shores again! Start not / upon the ocean; for, if me ye lost, / ye might, perhaps, be left behind astray.
This novel by Jay Parini, while displaying true events that occurred fifty years ago, can work from various places...
He stood alone out in the field. The wind was heavy, hitting him in waves, and creating in his ears the sounds of...
There are certain verses – sometimes poems in whole – / Whose meaning I do not know. Yet that which I do not know
Is an influenced idea an idea of one’s own? Does the manifestation of structural similarity imply conceptual affinity...
Micaela Brinsley interviews the Argentinian poet and editor Juan Arabia on poetry and poets.
Beyond the sun-drenched roadside / Past snowy caps and barren lands / Lies a small stone cottage
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