Collaboruptions: Mini-Review of Interruptions
Tags/ Posted by Kathleen KirkEverything was blank, empty and perfect, and it was my job to keep it that way.continue reading this poem
We are, of course, silly to fear poetry. Poets are just like the rest of us, aren’t they?
Joe Wilkins Dreams of Home
Tags/ Posted by Kathleen KirkVan Helsing unfastened the coffin lid, peeled the crucifix from the bone-white brow.continue reading this poem
How sad and lovely, because in his poems everything and everyone was always dying, yet looking up from the page I had never before wanted so wholly to live.
Poetry Review: “Counting Blessings” by Morris Berman
Tags/ Posted by Stacy EricsonSuppose you are Dick, or any man, smitten with a certain woman.continue reading this poem
To me, a retired Morris Berman is more like a retired Seneca or Tacitus, drinking wine in a villa rustica, considering the optimal moment for harvesting the wheat crop.
Bernard Kops – Dancing in the Sunlight
Tags/ Posted by Thomas Ország-LandYou marvel at mosslight & owl-screech, question if keening is important—the dirge of bees swarming at the windowsills, the roosters that only crow at night.continue reading this poem
Kops (b. 1926) is a top British dramatist, his plays performed worldwide for decades. He has written more than 40 plays, nine novels and two autobiographies. He runs a master-class for playwrights. But poetry remains for him, as he put it, the quintessence of everything in literature.
