In Memory of Okla Elliot, Three Poems

On Monday morning, the first day of spring, I stepped out my door and looked up to the clouds that were breaking. I smiled to think how the chill this morning would be warming up as the day went on, according to the weather forecast. Still gazing at the sky, I remember saying, “Good morning,…

Poetry Month Then and Now

Last night Rebecca, George, Magda and a small group of library patrons celebrated National Poetry Month by gathering in the reading room at the Osterhout Free Library for Wilkes-Barre’s first Third Friday Art Walk of the season.  Patrons stopped in, some to watch and listen between checking out the historic photographs and paintings on the…

William Shakespeare Is Now Following You

So this happened. I checked my email to see the following notification: “William Shakespeare is now following you on Twitter!”  Correct me if I am in error, but I think that’s a pretty high-profile follower. Not bad for a poet-blogger who’s been on hiatus for most of National Poetry Month. Eh? If only he didn’t tweet…

You Don’t Even Like Poetry, or Do You?

This Week in Poetry, Even for Non-Poets I am truly tickled to see so much being written about poetry during this (inter)National Poetry Month to an audience outside the traditional poetry scene. Often people who claim to dislike poetry merely had a bad experience, likely in high school, as Billy Collins likes to say “the place…