Thursday Love Poems by Mark Strand

Micah‘s Friday love poem post got me thinking that it’s been some time since we’ve had a proper Thursday Love Poem feature here on The Dad Poet.  If you’re a new visitor and don’t know what a Thursday Love Poem is, you can check out the original here.  The feature is based on Edna St. Vincent…

Fun with Metrics? I Certainly Hope So

Oops! I just noticed as I looked two posts back that I had promised to share the poems we went over at the last Cross Keys Poetry Society gathering, and already the next one is upon us tomorrow night. So I’ll be brief and just share a few notes that I sent out to the…

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…

Mark Strand’s Tunnel, Family Fun and My Injured Hamstring

Aside: Does it bother you that I omitted the Oxford Comma in my title? I guess I’m newly old-fashioned about that. When I was in school that bit of punctuation was no longer popular. It’s come back in fashion in the last decade or so it seems. In some instances it makes sense to use…

Day 28 – 30 Days, 30 Readings: Mark Strand, “The Tunnel”

For today, another modern American poet. Some think he’s rather dark. He prefers to say “evenly lit.” I agree with him. He’s a master of surrealism and has a measured sense of phrasing that I like very much. Mark Strand is one of those poets who reads his work the way I hear it in…