Author Event: Poetry Night
Michael McFee has taught poetry writing at UNC-Chapel Hill since 1990. He is the author of eleven books of poetry, most recently We Were Once Here (Carnegie Mellon University Press, 2017). His second collection of essays, Appointed Rounds, is forthcoming from Mercer University Press. An Asheville native, he received the 2009 James Still Award for Writing about the Appalachian South, from the Fellowship of Southern Writers.
"Michael McFee is masterful in teasing out wonders from down-to-earth subjects—a crick in a neck transforms into a mountain stream, a loved one’s ashes become “concrete mix that’s ready to be stirred / with water into everlasting hardness.” And while We Were Once Here reminds us how “darkness lends its seasoning/to every cast-iron skillet”—while even its title gently insists that we imagine a future in which we aren’t—what comes through most in these new poems is the beauty and worth of the days and places we share. This is a strong, moving collection from one of our most quietly remarkable poets." -- Philip Memmer, author of The Storehouses of the Snow
Ross White is the author of The Polite Society and How We Came Upon the Colony, both from Unicorn Press. His work has appeared in American Poetry Review, Best New Poets 2012, New England Review, Poetry Daily, and The Southern Review, among others. He has received the 2016 Larry Levis Award from Warren Wilson College, the 2014 Pocataligo Poetry Contest from Yemassee, and the Louis Untermeyer Scholarship in Poetry from the Bread Loaf Writers' Conference. He teaches creative writing at UNC-Chapel Hill and the North Carolina School of Science and Mathematics.
Of The Polite Society, poet Sally Keith said, "“Seamlessly the beautiful poems of Ross White’s The Polite Society traverse the page, but then, reading, you are struck by the sense of language as suddenly all the more mysterious—language, that is, as the ultimate system, frighteningly capable of both negotiation and song. If ‘the system’ threatens an all-encompassing politics, which it might, resistance is found in ourselves, our own imaginations. These poems are the proof.”