Yearly Archives: 2016

The Bigness of Small Poems – #20 in a Series – Hyaena Season Launches!

Cherish This World The daughter, for a time, who wouldn’t talk or look at him, that daughter, tells of her days and nights on Mandarte Island, barely more than a […]

A Poet/Saint! Happy 88th Birthday to Jean Vanier on Sept. 10th

I grieve to speak of love and yet not love as I should. I ask forgiveness of the many I have wounded. And of the many I have passed without […]

The Squinch – An Architecture of Appetite in Poems by Hass and Kinnell

  BLACKBERRY EATING I love to go out in late September among the fat, overripe, icy, black blackberries to eat blackberries for breakfast, the stalks very prickly, a penalty they […]

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I was thrilled to be able to join the on-line Art Bar Poetry Reading Series on November 2nd, 2021.  I taped a twenty-five minute video! The Art Bar Reading Series […]

The Bigness of Small Poems – #19 in a Series – David Fraser Storms the Unspeakable!

The End The room is too small for a serious debate between two lovers who are no more, but perfect for the silences of space, the cosmos swallowing up comment, […]

Where Does a Great Poem Point To? – Poems and Comments by Franz Wright and Li-Young Lee

NOT NOW for Dzvinia Orlowsky Where is the the man of heaven in me— my body’s filthy, face and hands completely filthy with the man of dust This mask this […]

The Bigness of Small Poems – #18 in a Series – James Wright – A Poem to Counter Terror

  TODAY I WAS HAPPY, SO I MADE THIS POEM As the plump squirrel scampers Across the roof of the corncrib, The moon suddenly stands up in the darkness, And […]

The Bigness of Small Poems – # 17 in a Series – Song Lines – The Eco-Poetics of Basma Kavanaugh

from NICHE Last winter a chorale in an old church, a cold night in a prairie city. The unaccompanied human voices smouldered and keened, swelled the stone building, fluttered in […]

The Bigness of Small Poems – # 16 in a Series – Li-Young Lee

One Heart  Look at the birds. Even flying is born out of nothing. The first sky is inside you, open at either end of day. The work of wings was […]

The Bigness of Small Poems – # 15 in a Series – Advice from Rukeyser: Burst Into Flower

THE POWER OF SUICIDE The potflower on the windowsill says to me In words that are green-edged red leaves : Flower     flower     flower     flower Today for the […]