Out Now: Original Resistance: Reclaiming Lilith

A fabulous anthology on the ‘original resistance’ of Lilith, the first woman in Judeo-Christian mythology. Original Resistance: Reclaiming Lilith, Reclaiming Ourselves edited by Monette Chilson, Trista Hendren & Pat Daly explores the resonances of this ancient figure as a touch point for modern resistance. I have a poem (yes, a poem!) in the anthology which you…

Coming Soon: Lilith!

Coming next month! A fabulous anthology on the ‘original resistance’ of Lilith, the first woman in Judeo-Christian mythology. Original Resistance: Reclaiming Lilith, Reclaiming Ourselves edited by Monette Chilson, Trista Hendren & Pat Daly explores the resonances of this ancient figure as a touch point for modern resistance. I have a poem (yes, a poem!) in the…

MAMO: Rome

Good news! Just got word that my presentation ‘A Chieftain Unchosen: Examining the Raven King through Medieval Prophecy’ has been approved for MAMO: The Middle Ages in the Modern World conference, which will take place in Rome in November. Yay! One of my ulterior motives for saying no to other things is to make sure I…

See Emily Play

The last event for me in October was NEPCA at UMass-Amherst where I gave a presentation on Elisabeth Sanxay Holding’s The Blank Wall; at PCA National this spring I’ll be talking about the film adaptations, too. I also finally visited Emily Dickinson’s house. Despite living in New England for many years, I had not managed to get there. It was…

Devil’s Night (2007)

Devil’s Night It was called Devil’s Night in the town where I lived That veiled night before Halloween, When goblins came out and devils ran wild And some said that witches were seen. We kids stayed inside, safe in our beds And whispered of what there might be— But one year we intended to see…

Devil’s Night (2007)

Devil’s Night It was called Devil’s Night in the town where I lived That veiled night before Halloween, When goblins came out and devils ran wild And some said that witches were seen. We kids stayed inside, safe in our beds And whispered of what there might be— But one year we intended to see…