Friday, July 19, 2013

Max Randolph: Poetry and Dreamprose

Max Randolph is an old friend, a writer I've known since the 1980s when he arrived on the poetry scene in Santa Barbara, California. Recently, I've had the good fortune to reconnect with him. He's gone on to publish two books, A Horse on the Moon and Autopsy on a Ghost, both available at

The cover art for A Horse on the Moon is by the artist and writer Lee Balan, who has this to say about Randolph's work: "There is incredible beauty in Max Randolph's illuminating dreamprose...The writing often expands into lyrical poetry with shades of Lorca, hints of Ginsberg, and the spirit of Walt Whitman...The writing takes the reader into sublime realms that are transformative, where he or she can uncover what it means to be human."

Autopsy on a Ghost is described as combining "speculative metafiction with neosurrealist dreamprose...weaving memoir, madness, fantasy, absurd realities in a haunting interplay of subversion and shadowed love."

Born in Canada (and descended from Vikings!), Randolph holds dual citizenship. He lived in Southern California for 24 years before moving to Tucson, where, as he puts it, he currently "hangs his sword." He blogs at, and you can hear him reading his poem "California Desert Suite" at this link: Inlandia: A Literary Journey.