August Kleinzahler

August Kleinzahler’s most recent collection of poems is Snow Approaching on the Hudson.

A good lad, Christopher, a tad pensive, or watchful, for one so young.A bookworm too, if ever there was one: perhaps a career in lawor some sort of scholarly pursuit or other, but surely a hopeless fitfor the give and take of Fleet Street or the City or as an estate agent.Still, a well-behaved and temperate child, pleasant enough company,but just this very moment struggling, and failing, to...

Like the faint sound of thunder, rumbling in the distance, then gathering in volumeuntil, with a great roar, it all comes crashing down, an avalanche of Europe’s concert halls,like the 7.4 cubic kilometre chunk of the Jakobshavn glacier, calving into the sea below:the red and Alaska yellow cedar stages and smoked birch parquet floors, a reverberating crack,splintering on the rocks below,...

His One Eye Glittering: Creeley’s Chatter

August Kleinzahler, 20 May 2021

Logorrhoea:​ Charles Olson, Robert Duncan and Robert Creeley were all afflicted with it. I only ever witnessed Duncan’s performances – free-form, extended, mostly improvised soliloquies. The one I remember best was at the poet Carl Rakosi’s house. It was many years ago, but I think he touched on Plato, Beethoven, Milton, Tom Thumb, Lysistrata, the genus Asterias (starfish)...

Poem: ‘A History of Western Music: Chapter 88’

August Kleinzahler, 18 February 2021

The river craft moves slowly upriver in the heart of Terra Magellanica,this forest land of earthquakes, hurricanes and volcanic eruptions,sitting low in the mud-coloured water, laden with its cargoof appoggiaturas, mordents, sarabandes, gavottes and trills,along with Domenico Zipoli in his black cassock, lately of Rome, Florence, Bolognaand Naples, scene of his famous contretemps with...

From The Blog
7 January 2021

Trump’s wannabe stormtroopers were all eagerly lined up to do his bidding, with a quiescent Republican Senate and compromised Justice Department under my old high school classmate Bill Barr, terminally stained and diminished by their allegiance to the monster, or so one hopes. They are now, at very long last, beginning to distance themselves from him, after he incited his armed acolytes to break into the Capitol Building in Washington DC on Wednesday afternoon.

The poems in Live from the Hong Kong Nile Club are taken from August Kleinzahler’s first six publications. All were small press books with relatively limited circulations – the first,...

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Ian Sansom, 7 March 1996

In a power-rhyming slap-happy parody of Thirties doom-mongering published in 1938 William Empson famously had ‘Just a Smack at Auden’: What was said by Marx, boys, what did he...

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