Category Archives: Poetry

Tall thin grove. The one single line can stand alone. Evocative. Poplars stilt for dawn. from Eavan Boland’s “Domestic Interiors” in Outside History: Selected Poems 1980-1990 And so for day 792 12.02.2009

It is a figure that is in some respects the equivalent of the illusion of parallel lines merging on some vanishing point on the horizon like railway tracks. It is parallelism. women of work, of leisure, of the night, in … Continue reading →

Some lines, here rearranged. There is something interesting in the repetition of the “p” sound. pet the scorpion needle the point prick the blindness This is in some ways a piece about persistence. And also in some ways about an … Continue reading →

Cid Corman conveys the sound of the insect with economy and elegance a cricket crickets It is the concluding line of a version of a haiku by Bashō. It is collected in One Man’s Moon. My own take on crickets … Continue reading →

Lori Emerson in “A Brief History of Dirty Concrete by Way of Steve McCaffery’s Carnival and Digital D.I.Y.” in Open Letter 14:7 draws a parallel between the ethos of dirty concrete poetry making and the D.I.Y. movement as represented by … Continue reading →

Poet and novelist, Mark Sinnett constructs a quiet, contemplative atmosphere all the while conveying the sharp feeling of an ardent love poem (“the inhibiting physical properties of air / are nonexistent.”). Take for instance these lines from “State” collected in … Continue reading →