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Revenge, by Taha Muhammad Ali
I usually cannot refrain from making some comment about a poem that I read or post here. Mostly it is because I love the poems I share with you and we often speak much about what we love. But tonight I want to just let this poem speak for itself. I will only add that…
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Miss Emily: We Grow Accustomed to the Dark
Suzie Grogan, the writer formerly known as KeatsBabe (sorry, Suzie, I couldn’t resist the Prince reference) has been writing about depression, recovery and art for some time now. You may remember back in October, the promotion of her book Dandelions and Bad Hair Days. I was tickled to be the voice for this Keats-lover’s poem…
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Of News, Reviews, and Shaking the Blues
Shakin’ the Blues: Well, it takes one foot first, doesn’t it. Do you recall the song from that Christmas show of childhood, with young red-headed Santa helping the Warlock King to put “One Foot in Front of the Other?” Sometimes that’s what it takes to shake the blues. When I do not have the energy…
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God, Dad and Cars by David J. Bauman
Originally posted on The Blue Hour: I’m 8 years old, perched on a headlight under the raised hood of our white four-door Chevy, which has somehow stranded us at Uncle Bob’s farm. But this isn’t like the time before, in Canada, when we broke down along a country road, far from home. Across the back…
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Poets Have a Tree Fetish – Reading Aloud Project, Richard Aldington
I keep getting this poet’s name confused in my head with Edwin Arlington Robinson. Richard Aldington–Arlington Robinson, I suppose there is similarity there, especially since it seems Richard Aldington’s middle name just happens to be Edward. But I think the confusion also comes from having read a poem by Robinson back in April here on…
