poetry
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Poetic Lives Online: Links by Brian Spears
A tale of a poetry reading, or maybe the word “cock” is inherently funny. Annie Finch tells you everything you need to know about the sonnet. Who was in Best American Poetry 2009? The answer probably won’t surprise you. W.…
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“Eva” by Alison Stine
Only here would snow and low, pale / blossoms mix so easily, blowing foam / which tears at the window, then snuffs / itself out.
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Poetic Lives Online: Links by Brian Spears
I love Philip Larkin’s “An Arundel Tomb.” He hated it. On a side note, I really love that the BBC is willing to spend 30 minutes on the story behind a single poem. This is, I think, a good way…
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Poetic Lives Online: Links by Brian Spears
Just one for tonight, and I doubt that the site I’m linking to will even notice the hits we send his way–in fact, there’s a strong possibility that everyone who reads this will have already seen the post I’m referencing–but…
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Poetic Lives Online: Links by Brian Spears
The Rumpus has already mentioned W. S. DiPiero’s essay about walking in San Francisco from the November issue of Poetry, but there are others dealing with the same general idea as well. Kay Ryan on Marin County, Peter Cole on…
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Accomplices in Her Accomplishment
As much as Intruder makes us look at the difficult, the painful, the ugly, it also gives us a chance to watch the insides of a snow globe swirl, to enjoy beauty in all its victory, through images, rhythms and…
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A Vowel Away From Master
These poems often resist the reader in the same way his speaker resists his father, but the book’s exploration of such distance creates a closeness between the reader and the poems, and the speaker and his father, that’s almost too…
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The Organization of Pain and Joy
Tom Healy’s first collection of poems, What the Right Hand Knows, is fashioned entirely of artful silence and alluring reticence.
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Poets Misbehaving In New York
At The Morning News, Daniel Nester reminisces about his former life as a New York poet. More than that, though, he talks about his abdication from the world of poetry. “I remember some night when I am eating a Mexican…