“The Convert Wants Wounds, Not Scars”, Melody S Gee
Yesterday’s Poem-A-Day from the Academy of American Poets was “The Convert Wants Wounds, Not Scars” About the Poem, Melody S Gee comments: “This is part of The Convert, a series…
Poca favilla gran fiamma seconda
Yesterday’s Poem-A-Day from the Academy of American Poets was “The Convert Wants Wounds, Not Scars” About the Poem, Melody S Gee comments: “This is part of The Convert, a series…
From the Flowering Poverello blog, a poetry sequence which, for some reason, especially resonated. I will let it speak for itself, except the resonance began with the opening lines “I…
Yesterday was the Feast of the Ascension, so this is late. I guess it is still May 30th in California and points West (up to the International Date Line) though:…
Published in The New Yorker in 2008, here is a gem-like little poem by Richard Wilbur reflecting on the casual power of terza rima, the form in which Dante wrote the Commedia and…
It’s heading into midsummer. So, the perfect time to post a short poem about autumn. “Stealth” by Howard Stein (who has an interesting bio)captures the transitory, and elusive, nature of…
I greatly enjoyed M Stone’s found poem “My Life By Water”, constructed using… well, you can follow the link to find out – and does it matter? It stands on…
On what would have been my father’s 87th Birthday this poem by Robert Wrigley seems fitting. It captures something of the tension between the worlds of literary endeavour and the…
From the Summer 2018 issue of Temz Review here is a sonnet (of course) by Joanna Cleary. I like its ironic treatment of contemporary lit crit certainties. And of course,…