Interview with Diane di Prima

When We Fell In Love - Lorraine Adams
Our hands were firmly cimented/With a fast balme, which thence did spring,/Our eye-beames twisted, and did thred/Our eyes, upon a double string.

My Personal Peace and Noise: An Ode to Patti Smith and my Mom

Iris Berry: The TNB Self-Interview

When Whitman Met Levi
Walt Whitman and Levi-Strauss walk into a spot...

Christmas? F**K YEAH!
Christmas 2009. This puppy is gonna hit and there ain't nothin' I can do to stop it....

A Welcome Letter From the Good Folks at the TNB Poetry Section
Poetry Editor Rich Ferguson welcomes poetry fans to TNB 3.0.

Tolls
Relationships are sort of like swans in a way. Except they're like really moody swans that sometimes do really irrational things.

Michael O’Keefe: The TNB Self-Interview

Heart vs. Head
A friendly reminder to please remember that messy, bloody thing beating in your chest while making your art.

How to Write, Or Not

Comfort Words
An internal dialogue, a struggle with the self, and a moment of hushed joy.

Remembering James Purdy Esquire
Breithaupt pays tribute to his friend and great writer, James Purdy. Purdy is gone but his words remain, alive as flesh.

Call Me in Ten Years

“BEFORE you, mother Idoto, naked I stand”
Yes, yes ya'll this is my idiosyncratic voice. From Nigeria to the US, with many interspersed stops abroad, and many more encounters avec les mots des tribus.

Church Street Howls, Lone Star Whimpers (and ATARI)

Drive-By Poetry

I Left What Little Warmth I Had on My Front Step on a Chilly November Night
Meghan Elizabeth Hunt shares her broken heart and wishes it had turned out differently.

The World’s Worst Poet Strikes Again: Libidinous Rhymes
If Dr Seuss had an illicit love affair with Zoë Brock their offspring might sound like this. Read with extreme caution.

Find, Find, Find Them All And They’ll Say…Well, the Trick is To Find Them All First And Then They’ll Probably Say…