On June 27, 2025, I was at British Summer Time Hyde Park, a festival in London, with my friends Emma and Ally. When I tell you I had an absolutely dynamite time, I am not exaggerating in the least– it was so fun walking around the festival grounds, seeing the sea of people full of…
American Culture and Poetry in the Internet Age
From January, 2026
“Reading Not Reading”: Eight Questions for Ryo Yamaguchi
Ryo Yamaguchi lives in Santa Fe, New Mexico, where he works as the publisher of Copper Canyon Press, an independent, poetry-focused press established over fifty years ago. He has worked in publishing for more than a decade, including roles at Wave Press and the University of Chicago Press. Ryo is the author of The Refusal…
“After”: Eight Questions for Christopher Kempf
I have always been fascinated by machines: cars, airplanes, trains… Every vehicle feels like it’s connecting the past where we have been with the future where we are going. Maybe that is why I’m drawn to art that deals with history and movement. When I first read Christopher Kemp’s poem “After,” I felt that same…
“330 College Avenue”: Seven Questions for Joanna Fuhrman
I have always been interested in poetry that expresses deep emotions and invokes thoughtful interpretations. Even more so, I have always had a passion for teaching and I am interested in the techniques and thoughtful lesson plans that are required to effectively pass down knowledge and inspire students. When I first saw “330 College Avenue”…
“Has a Chicken Never Chowed Down on a Fox?”: Eight Questions for Andrea Cohen
Born in 1961, Andrea Cohen grew up in Atlanta, Georgia, where she developed a love for poetry at a young age, stemming from her frequent walks with her dog through the woods where she would compose songs in her head. Currently, she teaches at Boston University and directs the Blacksmith House Poetry Series in Cambridge,…
“Ode to Everything”: Six Questions for Major Jackson
I have always been drawn to the moments where doing something normal feels electric. Taking a test and knowing you are going to do really well, standing in the rain at night, laying down and listening to music, just to name a few. In those moments I sense that poetry isn’t just something made in…





