Lars Johnson is a Professor of English at Bethany Lutheran College. In his spare time he collects well-wrought urns, which he especially likes to smash, break into a thousand, thousand shards, then reconfigure the pieces into . . . a globed fruit, an old medallion, or something useful like hands that can grasp, eyes / that can dilate / hair that can rise. He believes, sometimes desperately, that lit mags ought to be (like a poem) well-wrought, shining shards that gleam and sing beauty is truth, truth beauty,—that is all / Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
P.S. He would like to thank Cleanth Brooks, Archibald MacLeish, Marianne Moore, and John Keats for helping him with his bio.