A Noble Story: Reviewed
A Noble Story by David Drayer Reviewed by Patricia Thrushart Those of us who never had the moxie to ride motorcycles usually see them as an iconic representation of freedom,…
A Noble Story by David Drayer Reviewed by Patricia Thrushart Those of us who never had the moxie to ride motorcycles usually see them as an iconic representation of freedom,…
review by Patricia Thrushart Most people in the United States, when they think of the nation’s oil and gas industry, immediately picture the refineries outside of Houston, Texas, or the…
Review by Patricia Thrushart Tango Below A Narrow Ceiling By Riad Saleh Hussein (1954 – 1982) Translated from the Arabic by Saleh Razzouk and Philip Terman The Bitter Oleander Press,…
By Patricia Thrushart (aka Joanne Scheier Bugay) “We find something to say that means us, That names us neighbors and kin, That finds within us words to connect…” Richard Hague,…
a review by Byron Hoot Sanctity: Poems from Northern Appalachia, by Patricia Thrushart, calls to those who know the woods and to those who have forgotten that call within themselves. …
Patricia Thrushart “Soothsayer: Beware the ides of March. Caesar: What man is that? Brutus: A soothsayer bids you beware the ides of March.” — William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar, c. 1599…
by writer Patricia Thrushart The words ‘prolific’ and ‘writer’ are used together as often as ‘rough’ and ‘draft' or ‘copy’ and ‘editor.’ The assumption is that writing a lot is…
As Gioia asks, how did Kool Herc, the father of hip-hop, change the very nature of poetry without an English degree? There is only one conclusion, he asserts: today’s poets do not need a degree. They write while they work as baristas, bookstore clerks, or in law, medicine, and business. Social media is the great equalizer: an online journal requires virtually nothing but someone’s time. Gioia exults that this new Bohemia of poets, existing outside the academic economy, is a vigorous alternative culture. “They have diversified, democratized and localized American poetry,” he crows.