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This past February, Bernadette Mayer and Philip Good collaborated on a poem, written from their vantage point upstate in East Nassau, NY. Cheeky and poignant, the verses are stuffed with…

1. “I set myself up” On a visit to the Naropa Institute in 1978, Bernadette Mayer regaled students with a story about the remarkable Russian memory artist Solomon Shereshevsky, the…

In 1968 or 1969, Bernadette Mayer spent part of an afternoon reading The American Cinema: Directors and Directions 1929-1968 by Andrew Sarris.1 She hated it. She wrote a letter to…

I spent many hours of the otherwise fretful Covid spring and summer of 2020 preparing to review the new edition of Bernadette Mayer’s Memory, published by Siglio Press. The particulars…

Couplet I adore you it’s my habitI want manly things & should not, women come to me1 Bernadette Mayer’s poetry is finally getting the attention it deserves. But what form…

reading a poet’s life   preconceived ends     real life of the poet     impressions accidental          animals’ intelligence       1 If the last half century has a poet of daily life — of its dreams, babies, children,…