
Raymond P. Hammond’s book of criticism, Poetic Amusement. Well worth the read! Buy it here: http://www.amazon.com/Poetic-Amusement-Raymond-P-Hammond/dp/0972799338/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1283200208&sr=1-1
can be found here:
http://www.pifmagazine.com/2010/08/hints-and-allegations/
http://www.newpages.com/bookreviews/2010-05/index.htm#Hints-and-Allegations-Amanda-J-Bradley
My work can be found in these online journals:
http://infohost.nmt.edu/~xchanges/xchanges/4.2/bradley.html
http://www.pirenesfountain.com/current_issue/bradley.html
http://www.barefootmuse.com/archives/issue8/bradley.htm
http://www.decompmagazine.com/january2009poetry.htm#amandaj.bradley
http://www.poetrybay.com/Summer2004/bradley.htm
http://scars.tv/cgi-bin/works_e.pl?/home/users/web/b929/us.scars/perl/text-writings/y270.txt
http://scars.tv/cgi-bin/works_e.pl?/home/users/web/b929/us.scars/perl/text-writings/y271.txt
I have a poem in the April 2010 issue of Pirene’s Fountain:
http://www.pirenesfountain.com/current_issue/bradley.html
Enjoy!
I will be reading for the NYQ Poetry Series on February 15, 2010 at Cornelia Street Cafe in the Village. Come join us!
You can now purchase my debut collection of poems, Hints and Allegations, at the NYQ Books site here: http://www.nyqbooks.org/amandajbradley/ or online at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and Powell’s. Enjoy!
My debut collection of poems, Hints and Allegations, will be available from NYQ Books in October 2009. Purchase copies online at Amazon, Powell’s, and Barnes & Noble.
By tricks of thought, by our inadequacy,
By appearances
Here’s a poet excellently (and ironically) giving us what, in the closing lines of this book she says we can’t have—namely, the sense of what matters.”
—F. D. Reeve
“Amanda Bradley’s Hints and Allegations is a tense, taut, and deeply personal work that takes the reader on a Dantesque exploration of the heaven and hell of daily experience, or, as the book partitions them, Disturbance and Equilibrium. From the daily observations in the superficially prosaic lives in ‘Apartment Building 3:00 AM,’ where ‘the dishes were done by hand/ with detergent containing aloe’ through the agony of ‘now that I fear this fight will never end, anesthetize me,’ in her poem, ‘Ambivalence,’ Bradley coolly dissects grief, anguish, and suffering, then doles out an uncompromising medicine of emotional truth teaspoonful by luminous teaspoonful.’”
—Fred Yannantuono

