Can we just talk about Lucille Clifton for a minute? Sweet Jesus, that woman could write! Every single poem in this book (Blessing the Boats: New and Selected Poems, 1988-200) was phenomenal. I wanted to read every poem from this book out loud (and did … Continue reading if there is a river (Poetry Project, Day 19)
I guess you could call this poem an intersection between my Christian background and my emerging Buddhist sympathies. I read this poem in my garden shed. A lizard lives in there, along with some plants, some poison, lawn tools, and a few spare bags of … Continue reading “What Did God Mean?” (Poetry Project, Day 6)
A curious thing has happened. I’m only four days in to my Poetry Project, but people I hardly know (as well as complete strangers) are sending me poems. A result of putting a “poetry vibe” out into the Universe? Perhaps. But, I thought if these … Continue reading Laundry Poem of the Proverbs 31 Woman (Poetry Project, Day 4)
“May” by Mary Oliver, read by E. D. Watson in a fairy garden to celebrate National Poetry Month.
Day two of my poetry project in celebration of National Poetry Month. This is “The Sunday News” by Dana Gioia. Gioia is California’s Poet Laureate. He also writes some pretty kickass essays, such as this one: Poetry as Enchantment, wherein Gioia writes, “Poetry recognizes the … Continue reading Poetry in My Bathrobe (Poetry Project, Day 2)
Happy April! T. S. Eliot called this “the cruellest month.” It’s also National Poetry Month, a time when those who love poetry celebrate it, and those who don’t continue to blithely ignore it. Which is a shame, really. So many people are traumatized in high school English … Continue reading The Poetry Project, Day 1
Originally posted on Jennifer Kabay:
At 20, she overdosed on sleeping pills in her mother’s cellar. At 29, she drove her car into a river. At 30, Sylvia Plath finally killed herself by sticking her head in an oven. Think about that a second. One…