Monthly Archives: February 2015

Can Poetry Hurt Us? – Resurrection and Patricia Smith

                        Little Poetry He says I am gumpopper wondrous shoulders, evil on the days I bleed. I can take hold of both my hands.      He speaks cool water on me, nudges my mood with a proverb. I watch him undress, skin   […]

What Her Heart Sees – The “Man from…..” Poems of Lorna Crozier & More!

                    Man from the Promised Land He was the north wind, the west. And I very nearly blew away with him My limbs light as grit. He whittled me Raised me to his lips and made me sing. It was Bedouin, Mojave, Saskatchewan’s Great Sandhills, the […]

He Tasted What He Said – Poet, Philip Levine (1928- 2015)

                      The Simple Truth I bought a dollar and a half’s worth of small red potatoes, took them home, boiled them in their jackets and ate them for dinner with a little butter and salt. Then I walked through the dried fields on the edge of town. […]

Yet We Were Looking Away – On Missing the Moment!

                                                                              The Self-Unseeing Here is the ancient floor, Footworn and hollowed and thin, Here was the former […]