National Poetry Month 2016

April is National Poetry Month, and it’s a wonderful excuse to celebrate a genre that gets overlooked too often. And my favorite way to celebrate it is a poem from my favorite poet, Mary Oliver. Here’s one from a collection I just finished last month, Swan. I Worried by Mary Oliver I worried a lot. Will… Continue reading National Poetry Month 2016

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Teaser Tuesday

I’m reading a non-fiction book right that’s good, but a little uninspiring for a Teaser Tuesday post. So instead I’m going to post a teaser from a poem in the poetry book I’m currently reading now – Picnic, Lightning by Billy Collins. This is the best – throwing off the light covers, feet on the… Continue reading Teaser Tuesday

77 Love Sonnets by Garrison Keillor

During April, in honor of National Poetry Month, I read 77 Love Sonnets by Garrison Keillor. (Here’s a link to purchase this collection at an Indie Bookstore.) A modern collection of sonnets is, unfortunately, rather hard to come across. I was delighted last year to find out that Garrison Keillor was publishing a collection of… Continue reading 77 Love Sonnets by Garrison Keillor

National Poetry Month

Happy National Poetry Month! Last year I tried to celebrate by reading a poem a day for the entire month. I think I made it about 10 days before I forgot. I think I’ll try again this year. Maybe I should put a collection of poetry by my toothbrush or something so I remember to… Continue reading National Poetry Month

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Poetry Sunday

“Undelivered Mail” by Rhina P. Espaillat from Playing at Stillness Dear Daughter, Your father and I wish to commend you on the wisdom of your choices and the flawless conduct of your life Dear Poet! Where is the full-length manuscript you promised us? Your check is waiting The presses are ready and the bookstores are… Continue reading Poetry Sunday

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Poetry Sunday

Tin Ear by Peter Schmitt from Country Airport We stood at attention as she moved with a kind of Groucho shuffle down our line, her trained music teacher’s ear passing by our ten- and eleven-year-old mouths open to some song now forgotten. And as she held her momentary pause in front of me, I peered… Continue reading Poetry Sunday

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Poetry Sunday

“THANKS, ROBERT FROST”  David Ray, from Music of Time: Selected and New Poems Do you have hope for the future? someone asked Robert Frost, toward the end. Yes, and even for the past, he replied, that it will turn out to have been all right for what it was, something we can accept, mistakes made… Continue reading Poetry Sunday

Poetry Sunday

Welcome Morning By Anne Sexton There is joy in all: in the hair I brush each morning, in the Cannon towel, newly washed, that I rub my body with each morning, in the chapel of eggs I cook each morning, in the outcry from the kettle that heats my coffee each morning, in the spoon… Continue reading Poetry Sunday