There is nothing “still” in the remarkably visceral poems of Alexander Long's third collection, Still Life, and nothing is at rest in… — David St. John Copy Share Image
There were times when depression, anxiety, whatever, would keep me from writing. I still get depressed and anxious, but I just don't let it… — David St. John Copy Share Image
Delicate, gracious, and eloquent, John Brandi's poems reveal that he remains an extraordinary profound poet of prayer and praise. His is the most honorable… — David St. John Copy Share Image
It may be that places exist in order that memory itself has a home. — David St. John Copy Share Image
“Place in writing often exists at that intersection between the reality of place and one's imagination about that place -- what one believes, hopes,… — David St. John Copy Share Image
There is nothing “still” in the remarkably visceral poems of Alexander Long's third collection, Still Life, and nothing is at rest in these restless… — David St. John Copy Share Image
