Monthly Archives: November 2017

Three Poetic Riffs on Courage – Part Three – Jan Zwicky

  COURAGE And now you know that it won’t turn out as it should that what you did was not enough, that ignorance, old evil, is enforced and willed, and loved, that it is used to manufacture madness, that it is the aphrodisiac of power the crutch of lassitude, you an ordinary heart, just functional, […]

Three Poetic Riffs on Courage – Part Two – Jack Gilbert

The Abnormal Is Not Courage The Poles rode out from Warsaw against the German tanks on horses. Rode knowing, in sunlight, with sabers. A magnitude of beauty that allows me no peace. And yet this poem would lessen that day. Question the bravery. Say it’s not courage. Call it passion. Would say courage isn’t that. […]

Three Poetic Riffs on Courage – Part One – Jane Mead

World of Made and Unmade from Section III * * * How will you spend your courage, her life asks my life No courage spent of bloodshot/gunshot/taproot/eye. How will you spend your courage, how will you spend your life. Bloodshot, gunshot, taproot, eye— and the mind on its slow push through the world— * * […]

A Reflection for Remembrance Day – Three Poets – Owen, Crozier and Amichai

The Parable of the Old Man and the Young So Abram rose, and clave the wood and went, And took the fire with him, and a knife. And as they sojourned both of them together, Isac the first born spake and said, My Father, Behold the preparations, fire and iron, But where the lamb for […]

Fierce Grace – The Debut Poetry Collection of Susan Alexander

PRAYER Unexpected day, cold and grey. Only the daffodils like fallen shards of sun glow among the ferns. Wide-eyed at the lawn’s edge, they coax us out of doors. We come barefoot in wet grass, hugging ourselves in thin pajamas. Who has not seen their green shoots pierce thin snow? I don’t have within me […]