August 27, 2015 – 9:57 pm
….we are the poem, we have come miles of life, we have survived this far to tell you, go on, go on. Lidia Yuknavitch from The Chronology of Water – A Memoir, Hawthorne Books, 2010 I owe the topic of this blog post to my friend and wonderful poet Rosemary Griebel. A month or so […]
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August 21, 2015 – 7:27 pm
from GOD IS AN AMERICAN Yes, I have a pretty good idea what beauty is. It survives all right. It aches like an open book. It makes it difficult to live. Terrance Hayes (November 1971 – ) from Lighthead, Penguin Poets, 2010 Terrance Hayes, accomplished Black-American […]
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August 17, 2015 – 3:59 pm
Spell for the End of Grief No incantations, no rosemary and statice, no keening women in grim dresses. No cauldrons, no candles, no hickory wands. No honey and chocolate, no sticky buns. No peonies and carnations, no […]
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Two Years Two years of my sister’s illness; the wind whips the river of her last spring. I have burned the beans again. Muriel Rukeyser (1913 – 1980) from The Collected Poems of Muriel Rukeyser, McGraw Hill, 1982 Strange, for me, how poets and poems move like flotsam on a river. Is […]
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Musicians, poets and novelists will be situating their lyrics and plots in new contexts. — Barry Lord from Art & Energy: How Culture Changes, AAM Press, 2014 Sometimes I am sick of humans except for babies, poets and the ones I love! — Brenda Hillman, excerpt from her poem A Brutal Encounter Recollected […]
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