I couldn't leave for Louisville till Thursday morning this year, and thus had to miss opening sessions, including the reading by Laura Mullen. But I did get there in time for an entire panel on Jay Wright featuring my good friends from the Duke poetry working group. That evening I heard a great keynote from Lauren Berlant. That first day set the tone for the rest of the weekend. I've been coming to Louisville every February for years, in part because the conference on literature and culture after 1900 consistently offers a wide array of panels on poetry. This year's fiction reader was Colson Whitehead, who shared a hilarious parody with the audience. I didn't have my camera with me at the party over at Alan Golding's house, but it was the usual hoot and a half. Thanks to Alan and Lisa for their annual show of extraordinary hospitality. The closer was a talk on mud and modernity by Peter Nicholls. Headed off with Michael New and Emily Sharpe for dinner at the Abyssinia restaurant -- Not that's my kind of Louisville --
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