Reading “The Snow Man,” by Wallace Stevens

The phenomenon of Pennsylvania-born Wallace Stevens gives a guy like me hope. There was a day when great writers had post-university careers outside of the literary and academic fields. William Carlos Williams was a pediatrician, T.S. Eliot, a banker, and even more hopeful for me, Philip Larkin was a Librarian! In this current literary climate where the…

Friday Flashback, Jon on the Blue Guitar

Last weekend I asked my son Jonathan to bring his guitar with him when he and his younger brother came to stay the weekend. There is something that I cannot quite explain, a feeling of peace and security when the people I love are in the house with me, doing what makes them themselves. The…

Bonus Track with Kay Ryan, “Home to Roost”

So those of you attempting to write a poem a day for National Poetry Month, how is that going? We’re just into the first hour of day four here in the northeast of the USA, so you’ve still got plenty of time. I mentioned yesterday that here on the Dad Poet, instead of NaPoWriMo, I’m…