Elizabeth Holmes & The Tech Hoax

My family and I went to see the mind-bending, hall of mirrors “documentary,” You Can See Everything, by the nonplussed wizard interviewer Nathan Fielder last weekend. It’s about a convicted tech start-up fraudster, Elizabeth Holmes, currently serving 11 years and change in federal prison for financial fraud concerning a tech start-up named Theranos. In keeping with the film, I am going to say almost nothing about its plot. I put the word “documentary” in quotes, because maybe more like literature, this “documentary” questions whether the endeavor of a “documentary” about the “truth” is even possible. The theme makes sense because the subject of the documentary (which by genre often involves a search for truth) is someone convicted of financial fraud who is not going to admit it and stop being who they are because someone is making a documentary.

Theranos was part of the technology boom and supposedly was involved in testing blood, but its device or devices did not work as advertised, and maybe did not even come close. There is one scene in the film where Nathan Fielder brings it out, and places it on a table, and asks her about it. It’s low key hilarious, because the device is an odd assembly of black electronic boxes and dozens of wires that together seem like a failed high school project. If this hodgepodge was shown in the 1980s classic, Back to the Future, it would make sense. I mean, if you walked into some LabCorp or Patient First for a flu test and saw this amalgamation, you’d walk out.

Nathan Fielder is the most poker-faced interviewer I have ever seen, including in any courtroom where I myself have practiced law, and this scene is telling and golden. He acts dumb when people answer his questions, but he’s likely calculating. As an aside, there are only two occasions in the film where he reveals a point of view; they too become part of the insight and doubt that dance together throughout. His placing them in the film, one in particular which I will leave unsaid, becomes part of the film’s alluring echoing mystery.

Back to this odd device – what she said about it was hilariously imbecilic. She mentions how it could download the “chemistry” from the Internet “cloud” as if this chemistry for diseases is akin to plug and play tech. Of course, it couldn’t, and very likely, this so-called chemistry does not even exist for the ranging array required. The absurd comedy of the interview was quiet. It combined her sincere, doe-eyed delivery with Fielder’s poker-faced, nonplussed acceptance of her explanation. This deep comedy is like the bottom of a river where, at the top. we have the splashes of gags we often called comedy and improv.

Now, I know very little about the underlining facts of her case, and still don’t. There’s just too much to read these days. but the U.S. Justice Department has a summary online here. You don’t need to know much about her to reap reward from this film, but I do think it helps and wish I read more in advance. According to a DOJ press release linked here, the company used fake logos on stationary to publicize her device had been vetted and tested by reputable medical or pharmaceutical giants; it had not. The creation of fake documents often is good evidence of lack of mistake in my experience, and cannot be easily explained away as . . . whoops!

The film opens with almost no context about her past and this company, including the above. You Can See Everything invites us to watch a film about performance, acting, sincerity, family, money, fame, invention, and relationships. This total lack of framing tells us much about the film’s intent. Likewise, the film title is ironic because without context, what one sees can convey an inaccurate message, or, who knows what it conveys?

Further Discussion:

So, what to make of the opening half hour or hour with her and her family before the film continues once she’s in prison? Well, today I was thinking about the famous Hannah Arendt concept of the “banality of evil.” It’s a portrait of banal fraud that is emblematic of our times, portrayed at home where everything seems normal.

It’s pretty amazing that companies like Facebook, Twitter, Microsoft, and Apple are the most valuable companies in the world, next to the emerging generation of companies developing artificial intelligence. I am writing this blog on a computer, broadcast via the Internet, which depend on companies like this. Yet, how many more electronic “documents,” electronic messages, and storehouses of data do we need? We’d all cry a river if Microsoft shut down. We’d have less data if the computing systems collapsed. But in 48 hours or so, we’d adjust. Maybe there would a loss of worldwide photos on our phones if they all went blank, but without portable phones, the world would continue. It really begs the question, what’s being sold or has been sold?

Final Comment:

I could say more, but I will save it for another time. However as Robert Frost said, “knowing how way leads on to way,” I may as well add it here now.

Elon Musk brought Twitter for forty four billion dollars in 2022, a company reported to have never earned a profit at that time. The purchase price likely was mostly lender financing, backed by collateral from his other companies, so “purchase’ in this sense is a euphemism for the financial engineering that gave him control and ownership. By media reports today, he’s exponentially wealthier. So, this purchase likely helped. The financial optics of the deal remain curious. What’s clear is he’s purchased a mass communication system. He tweets a lot. He renamed it and that too broadcast his fame and power. Through it, he purchased influence and power, which he appears to use to his benefit, including to promote his other companies. So, the valuation may be a hoax, in a way, at least financially. However, the power is real. It’s having an impact.

Back to the film, kudos. I don’t think I’ve spoiled much. It’s not forgotten soon. Highly recommended.

Stay free, stay funky, stay fresh.

Cheers,

G. H. Mosson

Maryland, USA

www.ghmosson.com

Manor Mill 2026 Writers Retreat: Craft Classes Galore

Attention Maryland and regional writers, essayists, and poets, hear-ye hear-ye, there’s a long-weekend Writer’s Conference from Nov. 12-15, 2026, happening in Baltimore County, Maryland, called, the “Manor Mill 2026 Writers Retreat.” There’s a link with details below (when you click for “more”). There are four craft panels going simultaneously four times per day, so there’s plenty of choice and about five total hours of craft classes open to attendees, per day. Come and drink your fill. The conference also is open for day-pass attendance as well as residential attendance based at Oldfields School, 1500 Glencoe Rd, Sparks Glencoe, Md. 21152, and also the Manor Mill, 2029 Monkton Road, Monkton, Md. 21111.

To learn more and cut to the chase, just go to the conference website here: https://www.manor-mill.com/events/writers-retreat. I believe this is the second annual edition and larger than last year.

II. Yup, I’m Involved Too.

I’ll be teaching two sessions myself, on Friday and Saturday, one that I taught a few years ago, and one I’ve thought of for about three years, and am very excited to debut! They are “Sticking the Landing: Playing With Last Lines of Poems” on Friday at 1pm, Nov. 13, and then “Crafting a Poetry Manuscript: Trends and Techniques” on Saturday morning, 10:30 am, Nov. 14, 2026. Jazzed to do, it’s so true.

In looking at poetic endings, we are going to focus on genre of the landing, such as the conclusion, which can be effective, but of course is overused. We’ll encounter our friend the image, the sonic emphasis, the “declarative flag,” and among a few others, the refrain, which is underused but making a come back.

In “Crafting a Poetry Manuscript: Trends and Techniques,” the whole description’ is below. Who knows, maybe someone will write a book improved by this brainstorm, and down the road, will drop me a note.

Crafting a Poetry Manuscript: Trends and Techniques: Here we’ll examine four innovative books of poetry for how they organize their unfolding, punctuated by two generative brainstorms to conceptualize where you are as well as those places you might go. Beginning with the three-part structure of Jericho Brown’s Pulitzer-winning The Tradition (Copper Canyon 2019), we explore the atmospheric, mimetic structure of unfolding in Vievee Francis’ Horse in the Dark (NW Univ. Press, 2012), then the disorientating logic of Whereas by Layli Long Soldier (2017), to close with Maryland-based Liz Hazen’s thematic The Sky Will Hold (2026). Two generative interludes will invite you to map what you have, then play with alternatives. This workshop is ideal for someone with a draft poetry manuscript, or, twenty or so poems aiming there. Bring your pages. Participants don’t need to read each book in advance to appreciate their arcs, but doing so, before or after, should be inspiring.

Once more, the website has the details, panel topics, pricing, and panelists: https://www.manor-mill.com/events/writers-retreat

Stay free, stay funky, stay fresh.

Cheers,

G. H. Mosson

Maryland, USA

www.ghmosson.com

Resetting the Technological Mindset

Since the 1980s when I was a kid, the digital revolution has permeated everyday life, and changed our waking hours so much, it’s easy to overlook and forget its omnipresence. As Nicholas Carr details in SUPERBLOOM (Norton 2025), we used to grow up with our personal lives at the center of our homes, local environs, and social relationships. Nearby at home, there would be a telephone on a wall or table, and in handy reach, maybe a stereo, TV, or cassette player alongside the cassettes we had purchased, then later, CDs. In the 1990s, I obtained email and checked it once per week. Now, the Internet is a conduit for business and social life, as we all know.

Of course, it cuts both ways. As I was speaking with a new acquaintance this past Sunday at a birthday party for a neighbor, the music streaming service Spotify provides a storehouse of music for any user at their fingertips. At the same time, a user owns nothing. A user must pay a monthly subscription or be subject to advertising; a user could be locked out, or subject to whatever new format that the company wishes. I myself don’t have this subscription, yet, but subscribe to it for my kids. Let’s remember, these technology companies are not a library, and their gifts are not free. Who uses who?

Being Mindful With Technology:

Mindfulness Teacher Nikki Mirghafori in the September 2025 issue of Lion’s Roar, which I checked out of my local library, had an excellent article offering some grounding practices for our digital age. It is easy to get caught up in what she calls the “attention economy,” or for instance, “doomscrolling” across social media. An exponential plethora is out there! Nikki Mirghafori nudges us to be in our bodies. Notice your fingertips before starting to type. Maybe set a timer to remind yourself of each hour, or whatever interval suits you. Add in a breathing practice that prompts you, before a computer screen, to take a deep breath.

In writing this, I paused, and took a deep breath. You know what, my breathing while typing was shallow. In fact, when I went back to proofread, I held my breath again.

Nikki Mirghafori also notes that the Buddha would have, teaching today, applied mindfulness practices to using technology. The Buddha addressed the world around him then, so now would too. Our phones or laptops are extensions of our vision and action. It’s easy to forget as we give it our attention.

Last Remarks:

At the CityLit festival in Baltimore, Maryland this past spring, fiction writer Michael Downs spoke about his own battle to avoid AI, such as turning off AI within his email accounts and elsewhere, so they stop requesting to change his language, stop summarizing, and stop providing language in advance as he starts to type.

I cannot recall right now what he said about practical steps to implement it. I want to follow up. Of course, I write. I like to write. I’m a writer. I prefer my own writing to winging it with approximations. In closing his talk, Downs noted that people using AI for art-making may not actually care about art, but rather want their “art” to help them be an “artist” or to advance other purposes.

Conclusion:

Well, I just took another deep breath. Oddly, I had been holding my breath again as I recalled that last takeaway.

In the article by Nikki Mirghafori, she invites readers to reset one’s mindset while using technology. The first step, it seems, is to notice technology’s presence. Then, notice our own.

By the way, I have four poems out with BLAZEVOX: AN ONLINE JOURNAL OF VOICE in the Spring 2026 issue, available here as a PDF from this link.

Stay free, stay funky, stay fresh.

Cheers,

G. H. Mosson

Maryland, USA

www.ghmosson.com

What I’m Reading: Nepo, Whitney, Lee, Hazen, Brewer & More

When summer started with a sensual slow June, I wondered if I would travel as much as I have done each summer, luckily, since 2021. Looking ahead through April and May showers in Maryland, I had more work lined-up than usual for the summer, which of course, is a good problem. Well, while taking the kids to their usual New Hampshire vacation around July 4th, meandering Western Massachusetts for three college visits for my eldest, then driving both of them to and from being helpers at a Quaker camp in the North Carolina mountains, indeed, I’ve traveled. I have returned home. Now August braids its sweetness toward our family’s Labor Day weekend with close friends in Crisfield, Maryland. Intending to blog here for some time about my recent readings, here it goes!

MARK NEPO is a wonderful philosopher, healer, and poet. I am easing through his new book centered around essential words that are maps for living: LANGUAGE OF THE SOUL, MARK NEPO (St. Martin’s Essentials 2026). His latest prose is a great way to introduce yourself to his lyrical and soulful thinking, through vignettes on what he calls “word clusters,” followed by questions that you can reflect upon or discuss after each deep dive. For those familiar with him, LANGUAGE OF THE SOUL is an excellent circling through conceptual constellations, familiar and renewed.

In addition, I am finishing his three-book poetry collection, THE HALF LIFE OF ANGELS, MARK NEPO (FREEFALL BOOKS 2023). Accessible like Mary Oliver, Nepo for me is less narrative, more internal, and concise. He’s well felt, insightful, and at times, surprising.

DIANA WHITNEY’S third book of poetry grapples with the thorny web of gender norms that entangle us all, examined from her perspective as woman, mother, former teenager, observer, and citizen. Meanwhile, Whitney never loses sight of her passion for living in GIRL TROUBLE (CAVANKERRY PRESS 2026). GIRL TROUBLE is a tour de force. While her concise free-verse lyricism is sensual, crafted, and pleasurable, her felt insights offer hard truths and provocative punches. I am lucky to have met her a few years ago, then read her prior books, so I can say that GIRL TROUBLE presents a fully realized voice of a poet, a fellow citizen asking us to be the change we want to see in the world. After all of this, Whitney ends with a very personal poem of triumph, “Gemini,” which reminds me that a difficult journey should, and can, lead to a passion for living. GIRL TROUBLE is a best book of U.S. poetry in 2026, and I highly recommend it for its craft, vision, and aliveness.

LI-YOUNG LEE’S latest, THE INVENTION OF THE DARLING (NORTON 2024), offers a spiritual book born out of negative capability. After reading it sometime this year, I now am making my way through it again, possibly to explore it through a formal review, we’ll see. Disorienting at times, the second reading has been rewarding so far. Lee’s poetry can be found online here. I have seen him read twice to date, and I am a longtime admirer of his poetry since the 1990s. If new to Lee, I would start with ROSE, his first book. If someone enjoys William Blake or the longer poems of Rumi (when translated as longer into English), that reader will be intrigued by, and maybe even relish, this latest.

ELIZABETH HAZEN is a Baltimore, Maryland-based poet of three books of poetry, most recently THE SKY WILL HOLD (Riot in Your Throat 2025). Her poems are highly crafted yet glide in a casual voice; they offer delicious lyrics that embed a rewarding thoughtfulness. I read THE SKY WILL HOLD this past May or June, and finished her first book more recently, CHAOS THEORIES (ALAN SQUIRE PUBLISHING 2016). I will soon be diving into what I believe will be a darker middle book, which comes before a sort of making peace one finds, during middle age, across THE SKY WILL HOLD. It’s an in process peace, so to speak, that the reader navigates with her across a rickety bridge, with an excellent vista.

This squib does not capture HAZEN’S careful lyrical considerations. Her Website is linked here. However, my bookshelf is so crowded! I haven’t finished the stack hauled from AWP in March, that roving annual literary conference that came to us in Baltimore in 2026. Thank you AWP for coming to me!

This blog post, turned essay, has meandered long enough. Nevertheless, I have enjoyed the colorful, humorous and heartfelt fifth poetry collection from Baltimore poet SHIRLEY BREWER, called GODDESS OF SWIZZLE (Apprentice House 2026). I am finishing NATALIE SHAPIRO’S STAY DEAD (Copper Canyon 2025), which uses abstract expressionist painters and acting concepts to sharp-eyed introspective effect. Yet the book also offers a dour outlook that could use a roadtrip. I just started LARA EGGER’S FLOP ERA (University of Pittsburgh Press 2025), the first book pulled from that March 2026 AWP haul. FLOP ERA takes a surrealist approach to the heartfelt. Her poems are strongest when the surreal is rooted in the real, and zany wit opens a Pandora’s box of emotions, which so far occurs often.

Of novels recently read, I enjoyed revisiting CALL OF THE WILD BY JACK LONDON, the wild and darkly wry stories of BRAWLER by LAUREN GROFF, and this year’s indie best seller and a contemporary classic, THEO OF GOLDEN by ALLEN LEVI. I also enjoyed poet MAGGIE SMITH’S A SUIT OR A SUITCASE, but was surprised by its emphasis on the cerebral experience over, say, factual story or resonate image; I plan to read it again. On deck, I have the short stories of LAUREN GROFF’S FLORIDA and DAVID RYAN’S ALLIGATOR as well as my daughter’s assigned summer reading which I want to read too.

As a parting aside, I have four poems out with BLAZEVOX: AN ONLINE JOURNAL OF VOICE in the Spring 2026 issue, available here as a PDF from this link.

Stay free, stay funky, stay fresh.

Cheers,

G. H. Mosson

Maryland, USA

www.ghmosson.com

Can I Throw A Stone at the Superbloom? (Dealing with Digital Media)

This past year, my daughter’s 11th grade AP English teacher assigned SUPERBLOOM, a muckraking history of the development of the Internet to today, by Nicholas Carr. So as way leads to way, I picked it up. It’s a startling depiction of how we got here and where technology’s taking us. It frames the choice we make or do not make using the Internet, iPhone, social media, electronic messaging, whether examined or not, in this one precious life. Let me see if I can sum it up.

Digital Media:

The origins of digital media, in Carr’s account, date back to the Bell Telephone companies’ desire to transmit more phone calls over the same telephone lines, leading one technologist to discover and publish in a 1940s-1950s a white paper that telephone sounds could be translated into zeros and ones. So compressed, calls could be more easily transmitted digitally. To fast forward, Carr then shows how once this digitization is discovered and developed, computer science is advanced, and all media becomes digital and accessed today through one device.

Carr paints a scene I recognize from my childhood in the 1980s. He also notes a stunning consequence. When people were growing up in a typical 1980s American home, they were the center of the home even if there were multiple media devices, a radio, maybe record player too, cassette or CD player, television, phone on the wall, and increasingly, the desktop, stationary computer. This array on a physical level places the person at the center; the person must in fact turn on and off these objects. Now, the iPhone alone offers a phone, email, text message, camera, GPS for driving, music player via subscription service if you have it, and much else, depending on one’s use of apps (social media, shopping, podcasts, news alert, which I myself do not use on my iPhone). Sometimes, it feels like we revolve around it.

Digital Media At Home:

In my life, I raised my children without television. I am proud their imagination bloomed with very few advertisements through their ages 11 and 9, respectively. We watched videos too, and our video watching was limited to DVDs and movies. They did not have digital phones. However, with the pandemic in 2020, I provided my kids laptop computers for remote school, and they discovered YOU TUBE. My son got an Apple watch around age 12; my daughter got her phone (sigh) at age 15.

This essay, of sorts, will veer afield if I continue with these thoughts, but let me add that social media, (outside of personally known friends, meaning that kids are using social media to interact with strangers, influencers, and celebrities) operates differently than yesterday’s T.V. ads. Social media coming from influencers, broadcasters, and celebrities appears more powerful in influencing thinking and behavior of kids, than old fashioned peer pressure. It is different than school-based peer pressure for a parent to tackle and handle.

In terms of my experience with my own iPhone, my alarm clock on my iPhone keeps that handy device near enough to check my email before I go to sleep. Even when there’s nothing urgent expected, my instinct for the new makes it hard not to check it. I always can look at the news, or baseball scores, too. So goes the tug of this catch-all addictive tool.

I recently bought an alarm clock with a CD player to boot, yet I have not been able to force myself to learn it, or relearn it, due to device fatigue. I want to kick that phone out of my sleep zone, yet the stand-alone alarm awaits on the to-do list.

Stones Versus Superbloom:

Nicholas Carr tells two stories to open and close Superbloom.

First, he tells the story about a California valley that bloomed so abundantly one summer, snapshots of it were published on social media, and hordes came for selfies, causing traffic jams, and trampling the meadows. Soon, the selfies generated hateful comments as people online could see the stampede, which is one way Carr notes social media’s feedback loop can become disheartening. Further, Carr notes the line between appreciation and vanity became blurred as people swarmed for their selfies. Maybe, simply put, small delights should be experienced.

To close the book, Carr retells a fable from England concerning critic and poet Ben Johnson who, centuries ago to refute a post medieval philosopher, kicked a stone and said, look, that’s no fallacy. In this way, despite what someone says online, despite the always-changing nature of the Internet, so appealing to our biological vigilance, if you shut it off, it says nothing. If you miss it, life goes on. A spectacular picture of a sunset is pleasing, our daily sunset involves all our senses and blends in our own stories too. We can throw a stone through the fake superbloom, and stroll out into the real superbloom.

Closing Comments:

In full disclosure, SUPERBLOOM by Nicholas Carr (Norton 2025) is tough chew for a high schooler. You can get a lot out of it from pages one through eighty, which has a far greater history than my synopsis.

Technologists, these days, are targeting us, roping us into their all-in-one devices, their software annual licenses and updates, and those algorithmic content-feeds tracking us as consumers if we’re online, and further, using everything online to train their artificial intelligence. Carr’s deep dive can help us, as he puts it, “ask ourselves [about] what we choose, or what is chosen for us,” and if it’s “worthy of choosing.”

As a side note, I have four poems out with BLAZEVOX: AN ONLINE JOURNAL OF VOICE in the Spring 2026 issue. The poems are entirely written by a real person, yours truly, over the span of years and in dialogue with artists, and available here at this link.

Stay free, stay funky, stay fresh.

Cheers,

G. H. Mosson

Maryland, USA

www.ghmosson.com

“Poetry Night – G. H. Mosson” in Monkton, Md.(Monday, July 6, 2026, 6:30 pm to 8:30 pm)

Excited to read poetry from my new collection on the first Monday of July as the featured reader, followed by an open mike, at the restored Manor Mill hive of the arts in Monkton, Baltimore County, Maryland, in this hearty monthly poetry series.

The reading is my eight for Singing the Forge (Wasteland Press 2025), my third full-length collection of poetry. I also tabled the Baltimore Book Festival and CityLit Festival of Maryland this past year, catching up with some, meeting others, for ten total appearances in the first year of the book’s launch.

Glancing back at my other times visiting the Manor Mill, I was delighted to see Maryland Poet Laurette Lady Brion this past winter as well as D.C. literary polyglot Richard Peabody last summer too. Summer just got here: I’ll clutch a breeze’s belt to savor every last hot or wet drop of it!

I plan to read a few poems from my prior full-length collections, Seasons of Flowers and Dust (2008) and Questions of Fire (2009), as preface, before exploring Singing the Forge, with a dash of surprise of course, sharing a few inspirations behind it all.

As a side note, I remain jazzed to have four poems out with BLAZEVOX: AN ONLINE JOURNAL OF VOICE, edited by publisher and poet, Geoffrey Gatza, in the Spring 2026 issue. The poems are available here at this cool link.

Manor Mill’s monthly series is linked below.
“Poetry Night – G. H. Mosson”
(Monday, July 6, 2026, 6:30 pm to 8:30 pm)
The Manor Mill

2029 Monkton Road
Monkton, MD 21111
www.manor-mill.com
https://www.manor-mill.com/event/poetry-night-g-h-mosson

Cheers,

G. H. Mosson

Maryland, USA

www.ghmosson.com

Four Poems out at BLAZEVOX

Excited to have four poems out with BLAZEVOX: AN ONLINE JOURNAL OF VOICE, edited by publisher and poet, Geoffrey Gatza, in the Spring 2026 issue.

The poems are available here at this cool link. I thought to share one, but my formatting skills on this Website are not up to the task. So, the below are the titles:

Holding Poses Until They Open

Sketch at Midlife

Daybreak with Narcisse Diaz De La Pena

The Ferryman of Édouard Vulliard

Cheers,

G. H. Mosson

Maryland, USA

www.ghmosson.com

Reviewing Carl Phillips at Tupelo Quarterly

I am pleased to have my review of Carl Phillips’ Scattered Snows, to the North, a book of poetry, out in the Spring literary showcase of Tupelo Quarterly. The review is linked here. Thanks to editor, poet, and professor Esteban Rodriguez for selecting and placing it.

I saw Carl Phillips read around 2007 or 2008 after he published his first Selected Poems, which appears to be the titled, Quiver of Arrows: Selected Poems, 1986-2006. I recall the vibe of reading more than the exact date, and for the most part, have read his poetry in magazines more often than in full collections. I very much enjoyed his intimate, intricate latest. His introspective honesty is unique, and fine distinctions easy to savor.

As I said in the opening of my review of Scattered Snows, to the North (Farrar, Straus and Giroux 2024):

“Carl Phillips’ seventeenth book of poems presents lyrics of bitter introspection, but in a tenderer tone than usual, kinder to himself and others in meditative disappointments. These poems of late middle-age proceed through casual, yet laser-sharp, free-verse of longish lines, as if readers eavesdrop on interior thoughts. His subject here is failed relationships, reflected upon from the result of living alone. It’s not the delicious nostalgia of Cavafy, the Alexandrian Greek poet of a hundred years ago, thinking back on youth’s passions, reliving them in exquisite poetry. Rather with Phillips, it is a rueful look in the mirror to parse why things have happened just so. The answers are felt as well as stated, which involve differences, mismatch, indifference, and numbness. As a lyric poet of isolation, examining himself, Phillips also is a Horcean social poet thinking through the dance of relationships. While not witty, Phillips at times smiles to himself, and we readers might smile too. Unlike Horace, Phillips’ poetry is not one of moral edification, though his poetry offers introspective honesty, one of intricate precision and sober conclusion.”

All the best,

G. H. Mosson

Maryland, USA

www.ghmosson.com

Reviewing Yehoshua November in The Hopkins Review

I am thrilled to have my review of New Jersey poet Yehoshua November’s third book of poetry out in the current issue of The Hopkins Review!

Yehoshua November’s The Concealment of Endless Light was one of my favorite reads of 2024. It’s out from Orison Books (NC 2024), and in fact, I do not recall exactly when I read it. However I bought it right around when published, plus the review itself took me some time to write, after two tours through the book during the process, so it was probably way back then in ye olden days of yore of 2024.

The review is not online but available through The Hopkins Review. Poet Yehoshua November’s website is linked here. I will quote the opening of the review, which basically also is a summary:

“Yehoshua November’s third book offers a spiritual self-portrait of the poet as questioner, father, husband, teacher, and Jewish member of a living Chassidic faith tradition, all amid the hustle and bustle of everyday New Jersey. November’s aplomb in bringing these worlds together—Roy Orbison and Moses, rabbinic devotion and commercial radio, making a living and living a faith tradition—is a major delight of his poetry.”

All the best,

G. H. Mosson

Maryland, USA

www.ghmosson.com

Reading in D.C. (May 17 & 19, 2026)

Excited to participate in two reading series in DC in May, first as a featured reader at Words Out Loud in Kensington, Maryland, on Sunday, May 17 starting at 4pm. Second and two days later, I’ll be in DC again as one of several readers at The Inner Loop on May 19, starting at 7pm, a Tuesday evening series at Shaw’s Tavern in the U Street area. Details below.

Grateful indeed, and looking forward to reading from Singing the Forge (Wasteland Press 2025), listening to DC poets, and maybe too, I’ll see you there!

G. H. Mosson and Chloe Miller
Words Out Loud

Sunday, May 17, 2026: 4pm Reading and Open Mike
Modena Reserve, 10540 Metropolitan Ave
Kensington, Maryland 20895 (flyer image below)

The Inner Loop: Featuring Poet Tanya Olson
plus G. H. Mosson & several briefer readers

Tuesday, May 19, 2026, 7-930PM
Shaw’s Tavern
520 Florida Avenue Northwest
Washington, DC 20001

If you want to read a short review of Singing the Forge, click here. Otherwise, the series event details are below. Both are active monthly series and worth checking out.

Cheers,

G. H. Mosson

Maryland, USA

www.ghmosson.com