• Writing poetry is a chance to give yourself an authentic life instead of an excuse.
    Writing poetry is a chance to give yourself an authentic life instead of an excuse.

    ~Brendan Galvin

  • To me, poetry is somebody standing up, so to speak, and saying, with as little concealment as possible, what it is for him or her to be on earth at this moment.
    To me, poetry is somebody standing up, so to speak, and saying, with as little concealment as possible, what it is for him or her to be on earth at this moment.

    ~Galway Kinnell

  • It began in mystery, and it will end in mystery, but what a savage and beautiful country lies in between.
    It began in mystery, and it will end in mystery, but what a savage and beautiful country lies in between.

    ~Diane Ackerman

Why do I write and read poetry?

Poetry is meat and meet. Sustenance and connection. Poetry has the power to illuminate the human condition. To bond crafted words and considered ideas, and, most importantly perhaps, create relationships between people. This is my pain, this is my beauty – I share it with you, and I connect with you through your pain, your beauty. Poetry is wings. It takes us from one place to another. It takes us to places we might not normally go. Poetry helps us feel less alone.

Welcome to a place where you can read good poetry, find new book recommendations, and learn more about how to write your pain, write your beauty.

Most musings will fall into the following three categories:

  • Treasures – poems, usually from whatever poetry collection I’m currently reading, or perhaps just some wonder that I’ve stumbled over and want to share.
  • Bindings – fuel for writing or reading poetry, short explorations of a poetic technique, or commentary on a poetics book, or a link to some information that will enrich the writing and reading of poetry.
  • The Journey – musings on the writing life, including how writing good poetry might be a lot like living a good life. (Your definition of “good” as welcome as my own.)

Adding up the columns…

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. “One year for each card in the deck,” my big brother remarked, referring to my age as of this past Wednesday. He also opined, “Not old, but not young either.” Considering he’s... READ MORE

All the little lights

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. I am sure that every field of study is as deep as poetry, but poetry is the one that I know. Or the one that I am learning more every day. I... READ MORE

Here we are.

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. Here we are. The world is either on fire or drowning. The political situation is horrifying, a full-scale dismantling of the best hopes for our nation and an embrace of our darkest... READ MORE