Monthly Archives: November 2015

Happy Birthday Tony Hoagland – Two Days Late!

                  from Faulkner That is what I learned from Faulkner: there is evil in the world like a virus, or a lingering disease that sleeps inside the rivers and the trees— the reason for suffering isn’t some bad choice you made, or something you did wrong, it […]

Poetry-As-Prayer – Calgary Nov. 27th and 28th, 2015

                                            Dedication I sing for you. I am made for song. It is my purpose, to invent new music, as a kind of prayer that everything is, a cane tapping, a child running, the […]

“THE ACHE” – The Delicious Peril of the Poetry of Sara Eliza Johnson

From View From the Fence, On Which I Sit and Dangle My Legs The horses are beating inside the field. The horses are the night’s blood congealed. Moon-whipped horses, frost-spun, clicking their teeth against dead grass. Horses with stomachs full of dust, how the flies pick at their eyes, in love. Sara Eliza Johnson from […]