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)
From Chernobyl
Recommended Reading: An excerpt from Nobel Prize winner Svetlana Alexievich’s Voices from Chernobyl: The Oral History of a Nuclear Disaster at n+1. Read more about Alexievich at The Millions.
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“Bourbon does for me what the piece of cake did for Proust.”
Recommended weekend reading: Walker Percy's "Bourbon, Neat."
“There’s a quiver in the dead flesh.”
Recommended Viewing: Robert Bly reads his poem, “The Dead Seal at McClure’s Beach.”
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The Tables Have Turned
First humans wrote poems made of computer code, and now computers are writing poems made of English words.
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Upgrade U
The New Republic has launched its new redesign, and with it, asks the question as to whether Beyonce can have it all, let alone us mere mortals.
The Orange Eats Creeps Mixtape
Christopher Higgs was teaching Grace Krilanovich’s The Orange Eats Creeps, and one of his students was inspired to make a mixtape featuring “the twisted, crusty, and often sublime characters found within the novel.” (The book, by the way, was one of my selections for Year in Reading last year.)
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Travel Estimate
Write what you know? Pssh, how twentieth-century. More like write what you can Google Map.
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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.