Deeply saddened to hear news that Jake Adam York died today. York published three critically acclaimed poetry collections between 2005 and 2010: Murder Ballads, A Murmuration of Starlings, and Persons Unknown as well as an additional work of literary history The Architecture of Address. Much of his work is available online as well, such as his poems “Vigil” and “Self-Portrait as Superman.” Edit: The Kenyon Review has uploaded three recordings of York reading his poetry. These are highly recommended as well.
Jake Adam York (1972 – 2012)
A Look at J.K. Rowling
The Casual Vacancy, the first novel for adults by J.K. Rowling, is already breaking records for the highest number of preorders this year. To whet your appetite for the book’s release on Thursday, check out Ian Parker‘s new profile in The New Yorker.
The Miami Book Fair International sets its lineup
The Miami Book Fair International has released its full, 300-strong lineup for the 2012 festivities. It should surprise nobody that Tom Wolfe is one of the headliners, but the full, alphabetized list of the other attending authors can be read here.
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On Sexism in Literature
How do you feel about claims that men avoid reading women? Before you answer, consider this piece, which argues that sexism in the lit world is more complicated than it may appear. (For more, go check out our own piece on sexism on the internet, or else take a look at this Harvard Divinity School study on how sexism shapes responses to women’s writing.)
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The Cosmonaut
Conrad Aiken’s tombstone reads: “Cosmos Mariner — Destination Unknown.” Which raises the question: what exactly does this epitaph say about the poet’s work? In the LA Times, an argument that Aiken deserves a reappraisal.
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Virginia Woolf on the Runway
From Ann Demeulemeester and Christopher Bailey to Rei Kawakubo, Virginia Woolf's Orlando has inspired many a fashion designer.
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A powerful artist, wonderful human being and teacher. As a co-editor of Copper Nickel, I knew his light to be bright, penetrating. We’ll miss him, and fear being lost without him. Much love and comfort to his dear wife. His words are not erased.