Category Archives: Poetry

The Bigness of Small Poems – #30 in a Series – Christian Wiman’s Heart Cry

Writing poetry is a much more powerful and destabilizing experience for me than is writing prose. The former plays hell and havoc with my life and mind. The latter is an exercise in sanity. That said, there are certainly areas of experience to which prose gives me access that poetry does not. I can plan […]

In Great Company – Heidi Garnett’s Poem in Your Pocket

Wish List I want to meet a blue parakeet that reads the future pulling Tarot cards with one delicate outstretched foot, the hanged man uncovered.  I want to own a Corvette, a 1960 red and white convertible hardtop and drive around town with my dog Bud.  I want to write love poems as if world […]

Full -Up! Poetry La Romita, June 23rd to July 3rd, 2017

So pleased to announce that my 10 day poetry retreat in Umbria, Italy has filled up to its max! So looking forward to hanging out with a great community of writers at La Romita School of Art in June!

Yes! The Sure Footed Poems of Rosemary Griebel

PLACES TO LOOK FOR A MOTHER for Joan Shillington After your mother’s death I wanted to tell you, grief makes you a traveler in the foreign territory of every day. Look for her in small places: the pure loneliness of early morning; the hollows alongside animal trails leading to salt; where the Milky Way touches […]

The Bigness of Small Poems – #29 in a Series – Marie Howe’s Divine Spark

BEFORE THE BEGINNING Was I ever virgin? Did someone touch me before I could speak? Who had me before I knew I was an I? So that I wanted that touch again and again without knowing who or why or whence it came? Marie Howe from Magdelene, W.W. Norton & Company, 2017 In her astonishing […]

The Bigness of Small Poems – # 28 in a Series – The Delicacy and Ferocity of Franz Wright

I’m trembling with fear.  Just as well that what I’m about to write is already somehow written within me. What I have to do is copy myself out with the delicacy of a white butterfly. Clarice Lispector from The Hour of the Star,  New Directions, 2011 I am addicted to great quotes on writing, especially […]

Singing in Dark Times – #7 in a Series – Derek Walcott’s Gratitude

The Morning Moon Still haunted by the cycle of the moon racing full sail past the crouched whale’s back of the Morne Coco Mountain, I gasp at her sane brightness. It’s early December, the breeze freshens the skin of this earth, the goose-skin of water, and I notice the blue plunge of shadows down Morne […]

Derek Walcott – Nobel Prize Laureate (1930 – 2017) – R.I. P.

For every poet it is always morning in the world. History a forgotten, insomniac night; History and elemental awe are always our early beginning, because the fate of poetry is to fall in love with the world, in spite of History. Derek Walcott, from Antilles: Fragments of Epic Memory, Nobel Prize Address, December, 1992 Gone […]

Singing in Dark Times – #6 in a Series – Good and Bad Times for Poetry

Joy. The other taste in sorrow’s cup Guy Gavriel Kay from The Last Light of the Sun, Penguin Canada, 2004 Motto* In the dark times Will there also be singing? Yes, there will be singing About the dark times. Bertolt Brecht(1898-1956): Poems 1913-1956, edited by John Willett and Ralph Manheim, Eyre Methuen, 1976 *Brecht titled […]

( Part 3 of 3) Gone to Soon – Tribute to Tom Lux – Have You Found It Now – the Unbroken World?

I love mystery, strangeness, nuttiness, wildness, leaps across chasms, irreverence, all the crazy stuff we love about poetry. We don’t usually love poems because they are well made, or smart, or deep. We love them for their crazy hearts. Thomas Lux, from The Atlantic, 2004 Crazy hearts. The poems of  American poet Thomas Lux (1946-2017) […]