Author Archives: larry goodell

This appeared, generously, in the amazing MALPAIS REVIEW [Vol. 5 No. 3 Winter 2014-15] edited by Gary Brower in Placitas, New Mexico. I thank Mr. Brower for permission to reprint this. LG In the back of the house I shared … Continue reading →

by Bruce Holsapple & John Tritica This interview appeared in a somewhat abbreviated fashionin Gary Glazner’s How to Make a Life As a Poet, Soft Skull Press 2006. Editor of duende (and coeditor of Fervent Valley), poet, musician, performer, Larry … Continue reading →

by Larry Goodell This originally appeared in THE MALPAIS REVIEW. Drum Hadley brings all the best of American poetry into land-speak. There are no acanemic cubicles here, no lecture-poetry from a lectern under florescent lights. There’s the broad expanse of … Continue reading →

Interview with Dessie McCarty Goodell (1889-1971) in 1964 Her son Lawrence Goodell (Senior) was present at the beginning. Larry Goodell, her grandson, conducted and recorded the interview on a reel to reel recorder in 1964 and subsequently converted the interview … Continue reading →

Notes for the video I put together from my poem and from old photos of a jazz musical I did in 1953 . . . This ‘90’s poem evokes my ‘50’s time when I was intensely discovering and attempting to … Continue reading →

Children dressed as jaguars dancing directed by choreographer and dancer Lindsay Mayo in Santa Fe, 1998, as I read the intro and poem on the side of the stage! Introduction Too many of us & not enough of themSpotted cats … Continue reading →

poems from a few years having to do with old friend Wayne Jones (1939-2020) by Larry Goodell Evie and Wayne: Dawn and Evening Twenty-Five Years Marriage /7Apr1990 East creates west.West keeps dropping off into the ocean.West floats back to the … Continue reading →

Unknown singers, parsers of the present laying down words not to befuddle, but to clarify. We heard you, there, young, read by a friend in a small town where everyone gathered was interested. The words, phrases, cadences came like water … Continue reading →

Meredith Rice was a painter and visionary, a friend since at least 1967. She lived from 1945 to 2012. See some of her work at 3 Dimensional Poetry. The painting there from her series during her struggles through cancer is … Continue reading →