A Bow From My Shadow in review:
“A Bow From My Shadow is a delightful cumulative experience, showcasing two young poets eager to challenge each other in their craft…Conversations collided, people built flimsy bridges with words then stepped out onto them—as everyone must, everyday. I closed the book satisfied that Irwin and Miller had entered this fray and acquitted themselves well.”
~ Seth Morgan, The Curator. Read full review.
“I am full of questions about this poetic dialogue, but I don’t want to be emptied of them….At times, Irwin’s knife cuts through Miller’s tapestry. And then Miller softens Irwin’s blade. And then they separate, draw lines, and reassemble…Poetry always stems from and dwells in conversation, but poetry also belongs to isolation; these poets acknowledge both truths and engage them.”
~ Brian James, Art Throb. Read full review.
Luke Irwin in review:
“The Kid and I,” Anoboum, Vol. I, issue 1:
“…Irwin’s “The Kid and I” is a curious sci-fi tale featuring a young disabled assassin and his “chauffeur” who communicate through psychically transmitted literary allusions. The strength of the story lies in Irwin’s development of the unique, almost tender at times, relationship between these two individuals: ‘I roll over to face him. Whatever is burning through his body, I am here. I adjust the breathing mask, and he awakens, tears in his eyes. I grab a venting hose and let out the gas in his stomach then cut the feeding line and quietly curse its majestic bleep. He sends Dumas…'” (Review by Sean Stewart at goodnewspages.com, http://www.newpages.com/literary-magazine-reviews/2011-12-16/)
“Murder,” from Long Poem Magazine #7:
“…My three favourite [sic] poems in this edition manage to combine this sense of playing on a big canvas, while never losing sight of the telling – the poetic – detail. Luke Irwin’s ‘Murder’ does this most brilliantly, being (as far as one can tell) a cacophony of disagreeable, argumentative kitchen appliances illustrating the point that language obfuscates as much as it provides clarity. All through the poem are delicious ‘eyeball kicks’, which startle and delight in equal measure…” (Review by Rishi Dastidar at Sabotage Reviews, http://sabotagereviews.com/2012/06/25/long-poem-magazine-7-winter-2012/)
Alex Miller at North Shore Art*Throb Magazine:
“From the Ground Up,” Nov 2012:
“…As a generation, says Modisett, we have grown so accustomed to the value of immediate satisfaction that we habitually bail out on politics with immature impatience; a tendency that denies us the satisfaction of involvement in the workings of our community.
‘Many of us on the North Shore are now living in a village atmosphere, but we need to learn to appreciate the enormity of the American nation, and to be content with starting at the roots.’”
“Teaching the Witch Trials,” Oct 2012:
“…‘All students come to me with questions. It’s my job to teach them better questions.’ Charles Newhall, a history teacher at St. John’s Preparatory School in Danvers, rolls up the sleeves of a smart blue shirt. It is a hot night. He talks earnestly through a pair of silver round-rimmed glasses, and has no shortage of ideas about what it means to teach the Salem Witch Trials to local students. “‘It’s an uphill battle. Students walk in with all kinds of assumptions. Though many of the witches make a real effort, in general we work against the exploitation of events. Just look.’ From our outdoor table at Cafe Polonia, he points to the statue of Elizabeth Montgomery from the TV Land sitcom ‘Bewitched,’ winking astride a broomstick in the middle of Lappin Park. ‘That is not a way to honor those twenty deaths.’”
“Art: Rocky Neck Renaissance,” Jul 2012:
“‘This just typifies the artist’s life, doesn’t it? Nothing is predictable!’ Stevie Black, of Rocky Neck’s Aquatro Gallery in Gloucester, takes a seat at a polished wood bar in Latitude 43. He is well-dressed, slick, friendly and a little flustered. Our meeting was originally scheduled to take place at Aquatro Gallery, a showroom for hand-painted ‘wearable textiles’ situated among the artists’ shops near Madfish Grille, but a staff miscommunication prevented it from being open for a tour. ‘It’s a shame you won’t get to see the art for yourself, but I’ll make it up to you in beer. What are you drinking?’”
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