Back in December last year I offered not so much ten definitions but ten clues, fixings, or renditions about lyric poetry. A couple dozen of you chimed in as well,…
"But how poetry can touch this utmost experience of being, before which language falters, I do not know, and can’t know, I am unable to know–unless I turn to poetry again...”
Letters from Saint Francis Flowers fill a wall three stories tall near the river, by the Parc du Champ de Mars& I’m there, eyes wide, mouth sharp, in another year,…