"I am trying to hold in one steady glance / all the parts of my life." — Adrienne Rich, from the poem "Toward the Solstice"
I saw a poem a day or two ago on Poetry Daily that awed me. Be warned, it’s dark, but I was so impressed with it, I had to share it. It’s called “Death by My Son,” by Frank Giampietro. I might have to track down more of his work. Read the poem here.
Just got this into my head and wanted to “jot it down,” might try to expand it more later, or might not. A year ago tonight, my mother passed away.In the Eastern Time Zone, it’s tomorrow,but here in Kansas, it was, it’s still, today. Imagine the many words we couldn’t…
So often, I think about participating in FreeVerse, a weekly meme hosted by Cara at Ooh…Books! on Wednesdays. And so often, Wednesday sneaks up on me and I think, “Darn it, it’s already Wednesday again and I don’t have a poem to post for FreeVerse!” Today, I brought one of…
Anchor “Widely expected,if you will,cataclysm.” Things I’d say,am saying, to persons no longerpresent. Yards away trim junipersmake their customarybows. “Oh, no thank you”to any of it. If you watch mefrom increasing distance, I am writing thisalways This poem is from the collection that just won the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry,…