I love this poem by Franz Wright. A good one for the first snow of the season. HOMAGE There are a few things I will miss, a girl with no shirt on lighting a cigarette and [...]
Busyness, careerism, capitalism, and materialism: What do these things have to do with poetry? Short answer: Nothing. These things are at cross purposes with poetry. The other true answer is that [...]
I have a long habit of thinking that just because I can dream it, I can do it, because sometimes that is true, and the rest of the time I want it to be true. It’s a form of magical [...]
I want to share some of the short poems that have inspired me, and helped me think about what can be accomplished in just a few lines of well-chosen text. For example, here’s an untitled modern [...]
As bitter winds whip around our snowbound house, I’m truly desperate for a gentler climate where my body might relax after so many months of shivering. It’s not going to happen this [...]
Fog-thick morning— I see only where I now walk. I carry my clarity with me. When I encountered Lorine Niedecker’s work for the first time I felt an immediate sense of kinship with her aesthetic [...]
Then the gray-green sky came down in breaths to my lips and sipped me. I love the suggestiveness of this five-line poem by Kazim Ali, and especially the balance between what’s said, and what’s [...]
What etiquette holds us back from more intimate speech, especially now, at the end of the world? What holds us back—I repeat this phrase to myself almost daily. It comes to mind when I sense that [...]