Tag Archives: Gregory Orr

The Bigness of Small Poems – #12 in a Series – Gregory Orr (Again)

Sorrow is good; Tears are good. But too much Grief erodes. What if all The soft soil Washes away And only hard Furrows remain? Then what? Then what can grow in us? Gregory Orr from The River Inside the River, W.W. Norton & Company, 2013 It seems as if the small poems I chose for […]

The Bigness of Small Poems – # 8 in a Series – Gregory Orr

Note to self: remember What Emerson said of Thoreau— That he loved the low In nature: Muskrats And crickets, suckers And frogs. Not stars. Songs of the carnal, Songs of what we are. Gregory Orr (1947 – ) from River Inside the River, W.W. Norton & Company, 2013 Greg Orr’s recent small poems fit so […]

SIng Going Down

What a journey I had this morning! It started with finding a Hirschfield quote in the 2012 book A God in the House: …poetry exists in part to enlarge us, to deliver us into the not yet known. Writing is an act that generates and expands attention. And if I’m lucky, I may write something […]

“The Book” and the Art of Poetic Provenance

The Beloved is Dead The beloved is dead. Limbs And all the body’s Miraculous parts Scattered across Egypt, Stained with dark mud. We must find them, gather Them together, bring them Into a single place As an anthologist might collect All the poems that matter Into a single book, a book Which is the body […]

An Alphabet of Poets – O is for Orr

* When Sappho wrote: “whatever one loves most is beautiful,” she began The  poems of heart’s praise That comprise the Book Of the body of the beloved Which is the world. Everything in the Book flows from that single poem Or the countless others That say the same thing In other words, other ways. * […]