During the past couple of months for some reason the poet William Wordsworth is in the air around me. First after I bought some early spring daffodils a colleague recited part of the poem “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud” with its lovely first line…. I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high [...]
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I just bought a copy of The Complete Poetry Cesar Vallejo (edited and translated by Clayton Eshleman). I’ve previously mentioned my love of Vallejo’s poetry here and posted a poem. Below I’m posting another that I’ve just read today. Paris, October 1936 From all of this I am the only one who parts. From this [...]
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Yesterday I received the best email ever. A first of its kind. A bookstore, Bluestockings in the Lower East Side on Allen Street, emailed me to REORDER my chapbook Between My Teeth. Reorder because they sold out of the first batch. I’m still on cloud nine. It’s the first time I’ve ever sold my work, [...]
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My wonderful pal Drew told me the other day that he was reading the Greek poet C.P Cavafy‘s work and one of his favorite poems was Hidden Things. Then he promptly read it out loud to me over the phone and I was riveted. I remembered that I had a book of Cavafy’s and went [...]
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Some poems I’ve placed on my wall at work. 1. Love this one from Emily Dickinson. I read it on the subway! Tell all the Truth but tell it slant— Success in Cirrcuit lies Too bright for our infirm Delight The Truth’s superb surprise As Lightening to the Children eased With explanation kind The Truth must dazzle [...]
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Two poetry books of Anne Carson (more here at The Poetry Foundation) have been on table for many months, looking at me. And I finally opened them and I have been thrilled. I was a little intimidated as she is very erudite and also tosses in essays. But it all flows. And if something is [...]
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I must be starving for words, because there’s a reading frenzy going on in my home. Books were quietly piling up and now I can Not Stop Reading. (Not that this is a bad thing, but it’s kinda hilarious to have four books going at once and a stack waiting, albeit many of the books [...]
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Notes on Zerfiro Torna, the most stunning piece by Monteverdi This post is dedicated to my Step-Mutterlein Sarahchen Davies, PhD-writer extraordinaire, who introduced me to Monteverdi and much more and deserves a gold star every minute. -Here’s a beautiful version by the astounding William Christie and his Les Arts Florissants, but my favorite is by the early [...]
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The outline of the day/smelling of mustard and tears/stretched to cover my mouth.
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