Rachel Loden
@rloden.bsky.social
Poet. Private scholar. (HOTEL IMPERIUM, DICK OF THE DEAD.) Forthcoming in UNSUNG MASTERS (Wesleyan). Journal of the Plague Years, New American Writing, Paris Review &c. Profile image from Ana Teresa Fernández
Anyone have access to (what I understand to be) David Lehman’s screed on ending the Best American Poetry series, “Goodbye to po-biz”? There’s a paywall. newcriterion.com/article/good...
“Goodbye to po-biz,” by David Lehman.
David Lehman on the end of the “The Best American Poetry.”
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Not AI. Celebrating with a real Capitol snow globe I bought on eBay
A piece out of my newish (maybe half-finished) manuscript called “The Ten Thousand Things,” recently published in The Iowa Review (56/2) alongside works by Brian Blanchfield, Julian Talamantez Brolaski, Amanda Quaid, and G. C. Waldrop, among many others. My thanks to all the editors and readers.
A section out of “Present Tense,” in Forrest Gander’s Eye Against Eye (2005). What is any poem if not an attempt to limn “what happens / to the virtuosity of feeling as it meets / the mineral-hard quiddity of the world”?
Oh the foes will rise With the sleep still in their eyes And they’ll jerk from their beds and think they’re dreamin’ But they’ll pinch themselves and squeal And know that it’s for real The hour when the ship comes in (1/2)
My mom operated a lathe at Sperry Gyroscope during the second world war, building gyroscopes. It explains so much about the fifties—her jeans jacket, overalls, head-scarf, velvet-lined tool chest with drawers smooth as butter, her air of mystery
Night has already fallen. Tomorrow marks the start of a new month - so this seems appropriate for tonight. Atkinson Grimshaw painted "November" in 1879...
Hello, is this Samovar? Yes, this is Samovar. OK. I’ll call you back
I know this is ridiculous but I would be ridiculously grateful. (3/3)
digitized but the San Francisco Public Library (to which I have online access—lacking academic privileges) does not have archives going back that far. Can anyone help? (2/3)
I’m searching for a short comic poem/piece mentioning “Edgar Bottle” that appeared in the TLS in one of three issues devoted to experimental writing: The Changing Guard (August 6, 1964 & September 3, 1964) or "New Ways in History: the 1966 Experimental Spreads” (1966). The TLS has been (1/3)
It was Dolly’s world. How do we live in our shabby world now?
Remembering how Bob Dylan, on the Theme Time Radio Hour, relayed how Dolly Parton said she wasn’t ever bothered by being called a dumb blonde. Something like: “First of all,” she said, “I know I’m not dumb. And second of all, I know I’m not blonde.”
I wrote to correct an error in this story but while the reporter thanked me for the correction and the Times fixed it, they didn’t bother acknowledging the error because of course they didn’t Mary de Rachewiltz, Ezra Pound’s Daughter and Defender, Dies at 101 www.nytimes.com/2026/08/03/b...
Mary de Rachewiltz, Ezra Pound’s Daughter and Defender, Dies at 101
Sent away as a baby, she remained loyal to her famous father, translating his poetry while fighting to distinguish his literary legacy from his fascist politics.
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And to be clear, I am talking about still following Odysseus on social media despite his problematic behavior at Troy.
Adolphus Cooke of Westmeath instructed his servants to genuflect to a turkey, which he believed to be his reincarnated father, once entered into hand-to-hand combat with a bull, and ended his life believing he had been transformed into a screech owl.
Just thought of the best possible name for my press. Unfortunately I don’t have one.
Newish work in the latest Denver Quarterly (v.60 no.3), thanks to Jane Huffman, Ian Cappelli, et al. Here’s the opening three entries (of thirty-one) out of “Notes Written in October.” Part of a manuscript called “Notes for General Circulation.”
Saint Dominic among the flowers, with excellent though skeptical demon behind the chair (knows it cannot bother the saint!), in the Spinola Hours, also by Gerard Horenbout of Ghent. It's his day.
Come for the alka-seltzer, stay for the singin’
The obvious (to me): second from left, back row, Anselm Hollo. Front and center A.G. Who else?
