Care to cool off by the pool, in front of the fan, or in an air conditioned library? Consider seeing everything the authors of CavanKerry Press have been doing despite... Read More
My Water BottleCroix de Bouquet, Haiti The real thing he pulled was greater than the water bottleturned toy—bottle cap wheels attached to a string—as it followed behind him across the... Read More
THE CATHEDRAL —After Rodin’s The Cathedral I watch my daughter imitate the pose of Rodin’s Cathedral. Her arms curved in slow gyration. It is her way of understating the dark bronze,... Read More
JACKIE ROBINSON the uniform and ball are white but Jackie is New Jersey Harlem  separate drinking fountains empty seats at the back of a southern bus my world is on... Read More
For five days in late June, I trekked to the White Mountains of New Hampshire to attend The Frost Place’s Seminar on Teaching and Poetry, thanks to the generous scholarship... Read More
HOODIE Rewilding A gray hoodie will not protect my son from rain, from the New England cold. I see the partial eclipse of his face as his head sinks into... Read More
This poem and many others were triggered by the exhibition “Eva Hesse Sculpture,” May 12-September 17, 2006, The Jewish Museum, New York. “Ringaround Arosie” “Ishtar,” “Hang-Up,” “Chain Polymers” “Ink Wash... Read More
A few years ago, I was privileged to read at the Something Old, Something New (Jersey) 350th birthday celebration at the Hoboken Historical Museum. Curated by CavanKerry poets, Teresa Carson... Read More