Monthly Archives: November 2014

Acceptance or Anger – Poetry and Remembrance Day

Prayer Whatever happens. Whatever what is is is what I want. Only that. But that. Galway Kinnell (1927 – 2014) This small poem may  be  the bravest, if not most reckless, poem I have read. I discovered it about seven years ago during the unexpected end of my second marriage. I resisted it. I resisted […]

Where The God Waits To Eat Us – Patrick Lane’s New Poetry Collection, Washita

FOR THE WOMAN WHO DANCED WITH THE ASHES OF HER SON Strange how beautiful when we are diaphanous, a bit of ripped muslin set against the sun, the wind soft as a child’s skin. Tragedy does that to us and we are made the greater for our smallness. A bright pebble among the discarded shells. […]