Tag: poet
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There’s Something Wrong with my Whitman Book
There’s something wrong with my Whitman book–it’s too clean. I bought it new because I couldn’t find it used, and the pages are so white and clinical. Leaves of Grass should be on paper growing dark with age, folded and wrinkled through frequent use. It’s hard to read crisp, pristine pages proclaiming the secret of…
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The “Prodigy”
I am in a hurry to get ready for tonight’s Poetry Under the Paintings, in Lewisburg, Pennsylvania. And by some slim chance that you reading this actually live near here, I urge you to come along. Bring a chair and if you’re daring, a poem (yours or a favorite) to read to the group. It’ll…
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Whitman’s Birthday Weekend, and Shopping with Ginsberg
Well, Mr. Whitman’s birthday was on Thursday the 31st, and I had vowed to continue celebrating throughout the weekend. My birthday post for my Daddy/Uncle didn’t make it online until a little after midnight in the wee hours of Friday morning, and you can check that out here. I was thinking of bringing you another…
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Lord Byron meets The King Blues
I suppose this wasn’t shown on BBC America, because somehow I missed this back in 2009. Apparently there was a show called Poetry Season. I wasn’t familiar with The King Blues either until seeing this poem online today, after which I started looking up their songs. And the reason I bring this to you tonight,…
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“Security,” a Poem by William Stafford
It’s been a while since we’ve revisited William Stafford. It is time. I love this poem, and I so wish I would have had a chance to workshop with William Stafford before he passed away. Photos here are by my dear friend David of David Alexander Photography Studios in Northern Ireland. Lovely memories of a…
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Why (Even We) Hate Poetry
Somewhere in April I know, and maybe more than once, the question of what makes something poetry, came up. Or maybe it was what makes a poem a good poem. In any case I had vowed to come back to this topic, as it is an important one for me. But before we delve into…
