Poetry is a place into which we can disappear from pain. In these collections, there are many other themes explored, but these passages intertwined like threads through my reading. In “A Toothless Crackhead Was the Mascot” from Reginald Dwayne Betts’ Bastards of the Reagan Era (2015): “This begins the concept
Oh my, so much time has passed since I began to reread Audre Lorde’s essays: those early musings on her birthday, followed by “Notes from a Trip to Russia”, “Poetry Is Not a Luxury”, and "The Transformation of Silence into Language and Action". But, since then, I’ve found references
This is the fifth year that I’ve been reading Margaret Atwood in November, in the month of her birthday (November 18) and in every other one of those years I’ve borrowed books from the library that I did not manage to read. This year, I selected only two books
In the coming year, I don’t know if I will read so many collections or spend time with so many illustrations, but I have enjoyed my 2022 reading so far (partially discussed last week, here). Ai Qing’s Selected Poems (2021), translated by Robert Dorsett, are “characterized by his sincerity, a
The house across the street has a single row of clear white lights along the eaves and it’s built close to the ground, cabin-style, with trees on all sides. Behind it, the trees erupt out of Shield rock that is nearly as tall as the apartment building in the
