Author Archives: Tony Herman

“We stand in the rain in a long line waiting at Ford Highland Park. For work.”

What is work? This is the question that poet Philip Levine, who died last Saturday, asked many times. He started working in a Detroit factory at age 14. He believed that his work as a poet was “to name and … Continue reading

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“They’d be sat there eating on the stairs and as they got older, they’d go higher up the stairs.”

This oral history collection by the York Archaeological Trust gives us a startling glimpse of life in a poor part of a city in northern England during the first third of the twentieth century. Our quotation above describes what it … Continue reading

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“Memory resides in specific details, not in abstract notions like ‘beautiful’ or ‘angry.'”

Who better to write a book about writing memoirs than Judith Barrington? She can speak from experience as an author and teacher. In this book, which is widely used in college courses and has sold more than 100,000 copies, she … Continue reading

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“It was as if wind was blowing through the exact center of my life . . .”

Faith Shearin is a master of metaphors. Here are some of my favorites from the poems in Moving the Piano: “We let the deer come to us like secrets, their legs made of silence.” (93) “…the water, which has grown … Continue reading

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“That was my mistake.”

Some memoirs resemble novels — they build a story with a beginning, a middle, and an ending. The challenge for the writer is to make it interesting for readers who already know the ending. In the case of Truth & … Continue reading

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“Yesterday, I lay awake in the palm of the night.”

This is the first line of a poem by Billy Collins, who believes the “signature” of  a poem is its tone. In an interview with George Plimpton for the Paris Review, Collins said, “The basis of trust for a reader … Continue reading

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“It was a very clear night, or morning, very still, and then there was such energy in the things transpiring among those trees, like a storm, like travail.”

This beautiful novel could be a “how to” manual for aspiring writers.  It shows how to have a virtuous central character who is interesting — a rare feat in contemporary literature.  It shows how to structure a novel without using … Continue reading

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“The problem is not so much that the world limits your imagination, as your imagination limits the world.”

This is the third of six volumes of memoir about the world and the imagination of Karl Ove Knausgaard.  It’s a new kind of writing that defies categorization and is driven be the desire to explore the truth. For Knausgaard, … Continue reading

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Best Books of 2014

No blog about books would be complete without a year-end “best of” list. For me, the best are “books that I am most likely to read again.”  For fiction, I predict that I will turn to Donna Tart’s The Goldfinch many times in the years to … Continue reading

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“Those who merely write, or talk, about literature . . . should be humble in their judgments and prepared to defer to the comments of those who actually make the stuff.”

The word “humble” is not the first word I’d use to describe the tone of the academic articles that I read for a living.  John Sutherland — highly respected and cited  in the US and the UK — writes with … Continue reading

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“August is huge and blue, a glittering gemstone curving dangerously at either end into what precedes and follows it.

One afternoon about twenty years ago, someone on NPR read the poem “On the Island” by Elizabeth Spires.  I was driving my car, and I was so moved that I almost went into the ditch. This poem is infused with … Continue reading

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“She’d realized that she was now, always had been, and always would be a watcher…”

I admire young novelists who have something interesting to say about the world. I enjoy middle-aged novelists who share their complex lives with us. But most of all, I cheer for writers like Martha Woodroof, who, at age 67, has … Continue reading

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“It is the height of art that on the first perusal plain common sense should appear — on the second severe truth — and on the third beauty. . .”

On Thanksgiving Day, I am particularly thankful for great writers. At the top of my list of favorites this year is Henry David Thoreau. I’ve loved Walden for decades, but now, thanks to the work of editor Jeffrey Cramer, I’m … Continue reading

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“Do I dare disturb the universe?”

Of all of the divisive people in history, T. S. Eliot ranks at the top of the list in the literary world. Some find “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” incomprehensible, fragmented, and boring.  Some consider it an inspired … Continue reading

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“We tell ourselves stories in order to live.”

This is the first sentence from The White Album by Joan Didion, a classic from 1979.  Known for her precise, unsentimental tone, she “wrote with a cool head in accordance with the principle that the lower the temperature of her … Continue reading

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