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“Always and Only is a Poem About Love” – The Searing Poems of a Hugely Impactful and Globally Recognized Poet and Novelist – Toshani Doshi

from Find the Poets Find the poets, my friend said. They will not speak of the things you and I speak about. They will not speak of economic integration or fiscal consolidation. They could not tell you anything about the burden of adjustment. But they could sit you down and tell you how poems are […]

With Thanks to Robin Dyke and the Victoria Fesitival of Authors, an Interview with Lorna Crozier on her upcoming book “Through the Garden, A Love Story (with Cats)”, a Memoir of Her Life with Poet and Novelist, Patrick Lane

A Small Ambition To be no more than mist rising above the rushes, entering the white limbs of the trees. For just one hour to be a calmness a lifting up minus bones and muscles, minus memory and cognition and your own insistent longing to last. Lorna Crozier from THE HOUSE THE SPIRIT BUILDS, (Poems […]

The 2020 Recovering Words’ Virtual La Romita Poetry Retreat!!! Covid- 19 Kiboshed the On-Site Umbrian Version So We Meet Online Instead!

A Cento by Nancy Issenman Say Yes Sniff the naked page It is time to praise! white ash, sassafras so beautiful on the tongue waves of language across the skin (makes) all the world a page I have to say yes. I can smell this poem as one layer devours the next your calligraphic hand […]

Patrick’s Poets – #4 in a Series – Linda Crosfield of Ootischenia, B.C.!

I Wish I Could Tell You, John Prine The time I saw you live you were opening for Arlo Guthrie but it was you I went to see. You played them all, your glorious songs, introduced an angel from Montgomery, showed us the tracks on a young vet’s arm, taught us a thing or two […]

For Easter Monday A Post from Easter Monday Six Years Ago! A God Who Eats Words – The Devotional poems of Adélia (Luzia) Prado (Freitas)

While writing a blog for today I came across a reference to the fabulous Brazilian poet Adélia Prado and then went searching for my blogs on her. And found this post from Easter Monday six years ago and thought too perfect, must use it again! Prado was acknowledged in 2014 with A Distinguished Lifetime Contribution […]

Gem of a Short Poem and a Hugely Long Blog Post – Thanks to British poet Don Paterson!!! And Canadian Novelist Guy Gavriel Kay! And Li Po and Du Fu!

The Poetry after Li Po I found him wandering on the hill one hot blue afternoon. He looked as skinny as a nail, as pale-skinned as the moon; below the broad shade of his hat his face was cut with rain. Dear God, poor Du Fu, I thought: It’s the poetry again. Don Paterson (1963 […]

Not for the Faint of Heart – Francesca Bell’s Poems of the Merely Bad, the Really Bad and the Dreadful

Want Small wind tonight and my faced pressed to the flimsy screen. Owls ghost the hilltop trees, fledglings shrilling for food. They eat their own weight in rodents every night, and shriek although their sibling was found, consumed. Under their nest box, What was left: wings sheared intact From the torso, a few bones, Skull […]

Dealing with Rejection! – Two Different Responses – Mark Jarman and Francesca Bell

from Unholy Sonnets # 34 Although I know God’s immensities can speak In sunlight’s parallels and intersections; although I know the spiritual technique For finding God in all things, when I pray It is to nothing manifest at all. And although I know it’s merely technical, I do not pray to nothing. Yesterday, one of […]

My Ten-Day Retreat in Italy in 2020 is Filling Up – But Places Still Available

Hello! I wanted to send out this reminder of my poetry retreat in Italy next year before the early-bird pricing special of $2,880 US ()double occupancy) expires in two weeks. The price increases to $3,180 US December 1st. For more details and the retreat poster please click here. For further details and lots of pictures […]

Sex or Not – A Poem by Christine Gosnay

Sex It is hard to make this choice when the room is so small and bright, and the outside big and deep. But I have not taught myself to lie on the earth and feel how much greater it is than me. And I can’t help following the sky with my eyes as it moves […]