ARTICLES BY Laura Carter

SCENE: There is no land: Pop Corpse! by Lara Glenum

Laura Carter


More mermaid drams explored in Lara Glenum’s forthcoming poetry-drama Pop Corpse!

Haute Surveillance as The Real Thing

Laura Carter


Looking through Yeux-Verts at Johannes Göransson’s Haute Surveillance, the cross-genre trek back to the mansion of the Father.

We Cannot All Be Rocks In Heaven: Brandon Shimoda’s Portuguese

Laura Carter


Laura Carter delves into “this shifting image of myself in which I see my past, my present, my future, all indivisibly reflected” of Brandon Shimoda’s Portuguese, the first collaboration between Octopus Books and Tin House Press.

“Go with great care”

Laura Carter


Laura Carter leads us through the forest of Kate Greenstreet’s “experimental memoir” Young Tambling.

Interrogating the Real: A Review of One

Laura Carter


Laura Carter works her way closer to the body of One in the shared Meate Dream of Blake Butler, Vanessa Place, and assemblagist Christopher Higgs.

Updated: Ben Mirov’s Hider Roser

Laura Carter


From world darkness to The Purloined Letter, Laura Carter leads us through Ben Mirov’s Hider Roser.

Elegy for Adrienne Rich, 1929-2012

Laura Carter


The resonant hall of memory is a lot like the First Unitarian Universalist Church on Polk Street, San Francisco. Adrienne Rich held court in both, filling her audience with the direct, fluid power of her words. Laura Carter examines her legacy, grasps at the delta, to find that the poet “long ago moved on / deeper into the heart of the matter.” Rest in peace.

A magic trapeze: Baby Geisha by Trinie Dalton

Laura Carter


Laura Carter explores Trinie Dalton’s short story collection Baby Geisha and finds Flarf, a muddy horse, and what may be the opposite of feminine writing. It’s snapping turtle prose. It’s tree-cutting season.

Lay Mirrors in the Street / Bring Heaven Down to Earth: On Jen Benka’s Pinko

Laura Carter


All the leaves fall off the trees in one night (as they do) and all the flowers come back red in the springtime. Laura Carter explores the loveliness in revolution of Jen Benka’s Pinko.

The Smaller Part, or, on Invincibility: A Review of Heather Christle’s The Trees The Trees

Laura Carter


Laura Carter reads Heather Christle’s fragmented, fraught (and funny) poetry from The Trees The Trees through a Lacanian looking glass replete with languaged Mummys and "presages of the real and its vicissitudes," a curious vantage when you take into accont some of Christle’s characters have "gone to live at Space Camp permanently… while "we have to envy them eating freeze-dried ice cream every minute." Mirrors, mirrors, everywhere…But hey it works! We also get an intimate interview with the author here, bonzai!