Nancy White’s most recent poetry collection, Detour, was published by Tamarack Editions (March, 2010).
Her first poetry collection, Sun, Moon, Salt, won the Washington Prize for Poetry in 1992.
White currently teaches English at Adirondack Community College, after previously teaching at St. Ann’s School in Brooklyn and at Bennington College.
A graduate with an MFA from Sarah Lawrence [...]
This feels like an important story to write. For one thing, it offers a fresh angle on the apartheid story, through the eyes of a young orthodox Jew. But also, it looks at powerlessness in the face of a system you feel you can’t change and how young people turn to extreme solutions when they experience that impotence.
In a world where uncertainty prevails, even the packaging of bread at the grocery store contains strange, foreign words and place names which are whispered and toyed with by
What followed is nothing short of publishing history, as Halpern went from zero Twitter followers to a book deal with HarperCollins in less than two months. But that’s a topic for another story…
Self hate tickles and calls. I choose Mani. People call me Mani in this town. Many a year has passed since I rowed my boat to the island in the middle… but I’m back—talking sideways to the motto geeks—roaming dead with a mantis sketched hard. The cigarettes disgust and inflict. The Raskmey Makara weeps insects [...]
On a few late afternoons, she walks to where the earth ends, while her sister from the village that Safiyyah continues to feel taut in her bones watches over the boys, steams their rice [...]
“Just get rid of it,” she said. “All of it. Empty is always better. Better than this anyway.”
This realtor gave Nora the number for Tillet’s Auction House. This realtor always had a pen. The number appeared in loops on the front of yet another card.
“I keep them handy,” she said and turned on a heel [...]
The cherries of our cigarettes pulse like exit signs outside the front door, drive away flies.
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