An interview with Pillar of Salt’s Anna Salton Eisen

Anna Salton Eisen’s memoir Pillar of Salt: A Daughter’s Life in the Shadow of the Holocaust, has never been more relevant than it is today. As we witness Ukrainians under attack and escaping across the Polish border, Anna’s new book draws upon her parents’ Holocaust history to bring perspective on the current war. In this Q&A, Anna talks about her new book, her parents and why they didn’t talk about the Holocaust when she was growing up, her trip to Poland with her parents, her new project, and lots more.

A review of The Pink Book by Henry Von Doussa

The book is a series of personal essays and collages bound in an exquisite coffee-table book; it bursts with colour and nuance yet simplicity and dedication to the characters and stories that lie within. Interwoven with touchingly personal stories of childhood and young adulthood and philosophies on life, it is a challenge to put The Pink Book down.

A review of Resistance Is a Blue Spanish Guitar by George Wallace

Wallace’s voice is compelling and instructive. Parenthetical asides abound, as if he is telling us, in an aside, crucial information to elucidate and amplify his lessons. He can also be funny. “The Real Dookie” is a whimsical poem about the rise and fall of a Beat Poet (“the real dookie”). “Goodbye Angelina” is in the aw-shucks voice of a Texas cowpoke who has been sleeping with the wife of an absent husband.

A review of The Necessity of Wildfire by Caitlin Scarano

It is from gifts of intellectual and creative awareness that a poet can make subtle assertions, even if the gifts have been painfully wrought. Poems in this collection examine emotions of anger, grief, rage, shame and regret, often within careful nature-based metaphors. The poems are rich in description of place and nature that are nonjudgmental and move the collection forward.

A Disgusting Fate Befalls Deplorables: A Review of The Filthy Marauders by Bob Freville

This isn’t to say that the characters in The Filthy Marauders aren’t memorable. If anything the opposite is true; Freville’s gift seems to lie in his ability to craft flesh-and-blood eccentrics with voices that are all their own. It is only too disappointing that he has more enthusiasm for their suffering than he does for their redemption.

A review of RBG A to Z by Jo Stewart

Some tidbits are amusing: that serious-faced woman was a high school baton twirler! Her family called her Kiki. She loved a good poppy seed bagel. Ginsburg also stockpiled Notorious RBG shirts, and enjoyed giving them as gifts. One wonders if the Queen of England does the same with tea towels.