Mark Wunderlich

The Posthumous Self: Poet as Clairvoyant open.substack.com/pub/markwunder…

On tour: Arizona & New Mexico open.substack.com/pub/markwunder…

Three Months of Prompts and Feedback from Mark Wunderlich app.galabid.com/somuchtotell/i… via @galabid

Through description we achieve revelation: open.substack.com/pub/markwunder…

I wrote about my stay at the James Merrill House and about his epic The Changing Light at Sandover. Check my Substack to read it.

@ae_stallings I do love him so.

Been doing so much Byron stuff, forgot to post this selfie with me & Byron!

An update to From the Wunderkammer. Follow the link in my bio to read my Substack.

Whitman is atmospheric. @MarkCWunderlich describing him and Dickinson as the "queer grandmother and grandfather of American poetry," even more atmospheric, and also deeply accurate! 💚

Follow the Substack link in my bio for the full calendar of readings and workshops in 2024.

This fresco will be part of the Poetry & Piero workshop and tour in Italy this March. More information is in the link in my bio. #ekphrasis #poetry

This March I will co-lead a workshop in Italy during which we will look at the work of Piero della Francesca and write about it. Participants will stay in a castle. There are three spots to fill, and I hope you’ll join us. ⁦⁦@civitellaitaly⁩ civitella.org/poetryandpiero/

Life in a Haunted House open.substack.com/pub/markwunder…

@MarkCWunderlich on Louise Gluck

Louise Gluck was so chic. Here she is in her mid 70s. There is something classical or archaic about her art. It feels essential to me, like air or food. She was a liberator.

Remembering Louise Glück "At the end of my suffering/there was a door" open.substack.com/pub/markwunder…

This is a picture I took of Louise Glück receiving her Nobel medal in her backyard during Covid. It was such a great moment for lyric poetry--restrained yet emotional--being elevated to the world stage. I took the picture from her back porch.

@JoyceCarolOates Joyce—I’m speaking here as a poet—referring to what, as a young poet,I learned from her example. You’re right—it’s not the job of poetry to teach us anything, but by reading her poems, she expanded my own notions of what poetry could do.

"taught us"--taught who? taught what? & what does "good" mean? my reading of Louise Gluck is that she was/ is a supreme stylist for whom language was crystalline, exquisitely wrought; it does not "teach" us anything, & it is not the role of poetry to "teach."

Haunting the Boston Athenaeum open.substack.com/pub/markwunder…