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Speaking of Marvels is a blog that features interviews with authors of chapbooks, novellas, singles, and other shorter forms. 

Past interviewees have included Cecilia WolochFatimah AsgharBethany CarlsonJessica PiazzaMolly GaudryJane Wong, Dariel SuarezRebecca HazeltonElizabeth SavagePhilip Metres
Karin GottshallSoma Mei Sheng FrazierBianca SpriggsKaren J. WeyantAnne Valenteand Ailish Hopper.

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William Woolfitt is the author of the poetry collections Beauty Strip (Texas Review Press, 2014) and Charles of the Desert (Paraclete Press, 2016). His fiction chapbook The Boy with Fire in His Mouth (2014) won the Epiphany Editions contest. His poems and stories have appeared in Blackbird, Image, Tin HouseThe Threepenny Review, Michigan Quarterly Review, Epoch, and other journals. He is the recipient of the Howard Nemerov Scholarship from the Sewanee Writers’ Conference and the Denny C. Plattner Award from Appalachian Heritage.

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Is there anything more holy than to salvage something others have perceived as trash, to resurrect it, to make new life from what was deemed artless and unworthy? William Woolfitt performs miracle after miracle by writing poems about the discarded, the abused and ignored, the threatened ways of life that are slipping into the past in his beloved Appalachia. Beautiful in their craft and in their longing, Woolfitt is exactly the right poet to transform “a dark puzzle of cumulus clouds” into the heavy-cadenced music of his verse.  As he confesses, his “tongue has power enough to reform/ or demolish.”  I’m thankful he’s bent on reforming the earth, praising its many living things by chanting their names with loving-kindness.

 —Todd Davis, author of In the Kingdom of the Ditch and The Least of These

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Charles of the Desert (Paraclete Press, forthcoming)Charles of the Desert: A Life in Verse

“Woolfitt’s Charles of the Desert is the ‘ragged song’ of Charles de Foucault, attuned to the ‘sweat beneath scratchy coverlets,’ ‘the hoe and the rake,’ and to how a life can be ‘all green wood’ that, in the work of years, leaps with the strange wildness of faith.

— K. A. Hays, author of Dear Apocalypse and Early Creatures, Native Gods

poems from Charles of the Desert: “Cricket Song” in The Christian Century; “Teresa of Avila Compares the Soul to a Palm Cabbage” in Literary Bohemian; “The Skin Of A Viper’s Jaw Transfigured” in Cheat River Review

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Beauty Strip coverBeauty Strip (Texas Review Press, 2014)

In the midst of overwhelming natural beauty, rendered with such sensuous language that the reader of William Kelley Woolfitt’s first full-length collection well-nigh swoons in delight, hides desecration, the earth left raw and bleeding behind the “beauty strip” the coal companies create to block from view their destruction. Therein lies the metaphorical paradox of this stirring, profoundly moving book of poems, the destruction that lies behind the disguise meant to allow us to keep living our lives in a state of unknowing. Around that troubling central image, however, pulses the natural world, “center and zenith” as Woolfitt describes it in “Ring of Earth,” echoing James Still’s abiding River of Earth. Through the beauty of his poetry, Woolfitt restores the world so carelessly and greedily desecrated. Stephen Spender once described poetry as “enchanted utterance.” Here is that utterance. Listen, and listen again, to its songs and its warnings.

–Kathryn Stripling Byer, author of Wildwood Flower and Descent

poems from Beauty Strip: “Gauley River Blues,” reprinted in Virginia Quarterly Review’s Instapoety Series; “Absentee,” reprinted in r.kv.r.y.; “Water Shrew as the Apostle Peter,” originally appeared in Town Creek Poetry; “Vanishing Lines,” originally appeared in Still: the Journal

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