Category Archives: Poetry

From various parts in Mark Goldstein Tracelanguage Each thread-thought lost ~~~ guests within this slight craft ~~~ travellers of cartilage and bone And so for day 2986 13.02.2015

Mary di Michele “The Unteachable” Bicycle Thieves [last lines] Buddy was the first to teach me to love dogs, to trust them with my hand, my heart, if not my muffins. What did I know? I wanted a literary dog … Continue reading →

The Nobel Prize site for Tomas Tranströmer features five of his poems in Swedish and in English translation by Robin Fulton. https://www.nobelprize.org/prizes/literature/2011/transtromer/poetry/ The last of the featured five, “The Nightingale in Badelunda” reminds me of Keats and his figure of … Continue reading →

Kayo Chingonyi interior w/ ceiling fan A Blood Condition [first lines and last lines] wish that we could lie here for the rest of our lives […] let me be this unguarded always speaking without need of words because breath … Continue reading →

Susan Tracz, William H. Dickey‘s literary executor describes him as a man of “gentle erudite sophistication”. Certainly an apt description for the Dickey’s three poems collected in the Erotica (Volume 2 of the HyperCard poems). https://archive.org/details/william_dickey_hyperpoems_volume_2 The erotic work displays … Continue reading →

It is so tempting to tumble the order of opening and closing stanzas of Sonnet L’Abbé “Epilogue: The Moth’s Lesson” (last poem in A Strange Relief) if only to have the poem bend back upon itself and draw an equivalence … Continue reading →

Billy Collins “A Question About Birds” Horoscopes for the Dead This is the concluding stanza: Or is that nervous chittering I often hear from the upper branches the sound of some tireless little translator? I admire the alliteration in that … Continue reading →

An ending line applied like a glaze — […] The poetry of pottery is scientific, hidden in the nomenclature of clay. Listen to this. Hydrous silicate of alumina. Sonnet L’abbé “Lesson from the Neolithic Era” A Strange Relief And so … Continue reading →

Robert Bly: It can change everything. It can make the darkness shine. It’s the light switch for the whole country. Robin Fulton: It can change everything it can make the darkness shine. It is a switch for the whole country. … Continue reading →