Susan Wheeler

Susan Wheeler is the author of three collections of poetry; the most recent is Source Codes. She teaches at Princeton and at the New School in New York City.

Poem: ‘Carnival’

Susan Wheeler, 21 August 2003

Boy in lit din – trailing tickets in strings, a man on his hand – tilts at the red poles, dots, rainbows in kliegs; tilts past

rickety gates manned by bent men, men bent into bars like the man with the boy bends to bars, too; tilts as a T-shirt shoves and dissolves.

Boy blinking in noise, with coupon trails, veers at the hand out to Wipeout near Yo-yo and Claw; Graviton, Zipper,...

Poem: ‘Roanoke and Wampumpeag’

Susan Wheeler, 4 April 2002

Child, entering Ye Olde Trading Post, takes the pegs upon the walls For trees, fingers the beaded doll in buckskin dress, a moccasin,

A square of maple sugar maple leaf, small imprint of a fingernail In its clear window. She wants the Minnesota charm in green,

Six of ten thousand lakes in silver raised, Babe the Blue Ox and her Mate. REAL! CAN OF WORMS! a label states; another, on a bow



Two Jobs

7 April 1994

In addition to Harold Bloom’s post at Yale, mentioned in your contributors’ notes (LRB, 7 April), he is the Henry W. and Albert Berg Professor of English in Arts and Science at New York University.

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