Posts Tagged: John Casteen

Randall Mann: A Poem I Love


The last poem I loved is John Casteen’s fifteen-line poem “Regret,” from his first collection, Free Union.  Here’s the first stanza: This life, it is like conducting the symphony of a warring country; the cellist has been shot through the wrist it’s all in, the horn player has buried his child and sworn off music. […]