THE POWER OF POETRY #20: “I USED TO HATE POETRY” – DENICE FROHMAN
Photo Courtesy of Conrad Erb, LiveConnections “I Used to Hate Poetry” — Denice Frohman For many poets and writers the story goes like this: I always loved reading, I had … Continue reading →
THE POWER OF POETRY #19: ANNA BINKOVITZ
The Power of Poetry Last week I was sitting in a classroom at Lesley University, listening to my professor Rafael Campo open a seminar on the elegy, and the … Continue reading →
THE POWER OF POETRY #18: “THE VINEYARD OWNER” – Lewis Mundt
THE POWER OF POETRY: THE VINEYARD OWNER — Lewis Mundt I. Let me tell you two stories. The first: Somewhere in California, a man named Rubén Vásquez leaves his house … Continue reading →
REVIEW: WE SLEPT HERE – SIERRA DEMULDER (BUTTON POETRY)
A short while ago there was a video making the rounds on the Internet, as videos do. In it a giant Boeing 787, takes off from the runway at an … Continue reading →
THE POWER OF POETRY #13: “YOU TALK TOO MUCH” – CRISTOPHER GIBSON
You Talk Too Much – Cristopher Gibson “CRISTOPHER!” Is what I recall most about school, the dinner table, church, or really anywhere I was with other people as … Continue reading →
THE POWER OF POETRY #11: DUNCAN SHIELDS
The Power of Poetry – Duncan Shields Poetry uses language to surpass language. That is the central thought I’ve come to believe during my relationship with the spoken and written … Continue reading →
THE POWER OF POETRY #10: “WHAT POETRY MEANS TO ME” – CLEMENTINE von RADICS
WHAT POETRY MEANS TO ME – CLEMENTINE von RADICS What Poetry Means To Me “Make your own Bible. Select and collect all the words … Continue reading →
THE POWER OF POETRY #7: BLYTHE BAIRD
THE POWER OF POETRY By Blythe Baird The first time I was exposed to spoken word poetry, I was a sophomore in high school. It was a strike of … Continue reading →
REVIEW: BLOOD PERCUSSION – NATE MARSHALL (BUTTON POETRY / EXPLODING PINECONE PRESS)
Sprinkle my ashes across the north side of Chicago & the surrounding suburbs. the south side has seen too many black boys become the end of a flame. “In … Continue reading →
REVIEW: OUR NUMBERED DAYS – NEIL HILBORN (BUTTON POETRY)
To say I hate you would imply a world in which I kissed more than your stomach. Look, we’ve established that I’m a jerk, so let me say … Continue reading →