Today’s show once again features David Mason, distinguished poet, professor and former Poet Laureate (2010-2014) of Colorado. His books include Ludlow: a Verse Novel; The Country I Remember; Arrivals; News from the Village; The Scarlet Libretto; Sea Salt: Poems of a Decade, 2004-2014; and Davey McGravy: Tales to be Read Aloud to Children and Adult Children. Hosted by Jack Foley.

Today’s guest is David Mason, not David Mason the serial killer (1956-1993 see Wikipedia) but David Mason (b. 1954) the distinguished poet, professor and former Poet Laureate (2010-2014) of Colorado.
In a blurb to Mason’s The Sound: New & Selected Poems, Charles Martin writes, “David Mason’s ambition to expand the realm of narrative in contemporary verse has been central to his poetic project, even as successive collections revealed him as one of the best lyric poets of his time.” Hosted by Jack Foley.

Jack’s guest is the brilliant, multi-talented poet-musician-editor Jacob Smullyan. Smullyan’s new book of prose poems is Errata. Charles Holdefer of Dactyl Review says, “To describe a book as unclassifiable is, of course, to classify it, but that fact is entirely in keeping with the spirit of Jacob Smullyan’s Errata.” Smullyan is also the author of the poem cycle, Dribble. A concert pianist as well as a writer, he is the founder of Sagging Meniscus Press and the forthcoming Exacting Clam magazine. First of two parts.

Cover to Cover with Jack Foley

Cover to Cover with Jack Foley – August 22, 2018

August is Jack’s birth month (a lion in one calendar, a dragon in another). He turned 78 years old on August 9th. 2018 also marks thirty years at KPFA: his first show was in 1988, What kind of summary is possible? What can one say about 78 years on this much loved, glorious, brilliant, benighted, tragic, comic planet? First of two parts.
 What follows from all those years?

Today’s show is the first half of an interview with poet Ivan Argüelles. Host Jack Foley wrote this about Argüelles’ remarkable work: These poems are not for the faint of feeling or the faint of intellect, but they are for those who value poetry, literature, the world: “to hold in your hand / a distaff and by your side a harp to sing the lonely nights / in the labyrinth of sleep….”